Elle tried to back away from the creature, but it was like trying to back away from a hurricane. The hand, with its spinning blades, slashed towards her and no matter how prepared she was for an attack, she couldn't entirely avoid it.

She stabbed the broken piece of railing into the whirring mechanism, hoping to break whatever it was that kept the blades moving.

Whether it actually had an effect on the mechanism was something Elle never got to find out. She hadn't counted on how powerful the blades were - they sent the metal rod straight back out at her, and it slammed into her shoulder with such force that the jagged, twisted edge left a deep cut.

Elle tumbled backwards with the force of the blow, her wounded shoulder colliding painfully with the floor. It was on pure instinct that her hands crackled with electricity, arcing from her fingertips into the ground. With the adrenaline pumping this hard, it was difficult not to generate electricity. Too bad it wouldn't heal her.

This was not gonna be the way she went out, lying on the floor, waiting for it helplessly, not even trying to defend herself. She tried stand up, but the pain in her shoulder was too much, her damaged ribs made breathing hard, and she just wanted two seconds of not getting her ass kicked.