Beatrix pressed her advantage and grabbed Naomi around the throat, her nails digging into the skin as she pushed the woman backwards.
"You've had a bad day?" Beatrix laughed sharply and narrowed her eyes. She raised her other hand up, fingers hooked like claws, as she readied a strike.
She paused, though, when something in the woman's eyes caught her attention. Maybe it was fear she saw, the realization that Beatrix outclassed her, or maybe it was desperation - perhaps a little of both. The Bride's face suddenly went from furious to deadly calm. She did not release her grip on the woman's throat not did she lower her readied strike. She did ease up just enough so she wasn't cutting off the woman's air supply.
"Then tell me," she said, her voice very, very calm.
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Beatrix pressed her advantage and grabbed Naomi around the throat, her nails digging into the skin as she pushed the woman backwards.
"You've had a bad day?" Beatrix laughed sharply and narrowed her eyes. She raised her other hand up, fingers hooked like claws, as she readied a strike.
She paused, though, when something in the woman's eyes caught her attention. Maybe it was fear she saw, the realization that Beatrix outclassed her, or maybe it was desperation - perhaps a little of both. The Bride's face suddenly went from furious to deadly calm. She did not release her grip on the woman's throat not did she lower her readied strike. She did ease up just enough so she wasn't cutting off the woman's air supply.
"Then tell me," she said, her voice very, very calm.