[ Something clatters to the side, and though Ciri can't see it, she surmises it must be his weapon. His grip seems to weaken, if only a little.
She shoves forward, trying to push away from the wall and into him, yanking at her pinned wrist. Her other hand goes for his throat, or his face, wherever she can reach, hitting and clawing like an animal.
Everything takes on a sharp edge of hysteria now. She doesn't know what is happening, and the anger begins to give way to fear and desperation, leaving little room for logic. If she were thinking straight, she might've tried a Sign. Maybe even tried to portal away, if she could just escape long enough to do so. But at this point, it's impossible to even make a plan like that, however short-term; the visceral fear digs into her lungs, suddenly so overwhelming, she can barely breathe.
An ominous grinding noise from above reverberates through the empty house. The wall behind Ciri shows visible cracks. By the time the echo of the scream subsides, shattered glass litters the hall. ]
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She shoves forward, trying to push away from the wall and into him, yanking at her pinned wrist. Her other hand goes for his throat, or his face, wherever she can reach, hitting and clawing like an animal.
Everything takes on a sharp edge of hysteria now. She doesn't know what is happening, and the anger begins to give way to fear and desperation, leaving little room for logic. If she were thinking straight, she might've tried a Sign. Maybe even tried to portal away, if she could just escape long enough to do so. But at this point, it's impossible to even make a plan like that, however short-term; the visceral fear digs into her lungs, suddenly so overwhelming, she can barely breathe.
An ominous grinding noise from above reverberates through the empty house. The wall behind Ciri shows visible cracks. By the time the echo of the scream subsides, shattered glass litters the hall. ]