[Her hand is almost enclosed around the weapon before she sees his hand twitch, an eyebrow arching questioningly. She starts to straighten up.]
What—
[And then his hit connects, and she cries out in pain, falling backwards as a wave of nausea descends over her body. It takes a few moments, but as soon as she's realized what's happened, she attempts to ignore the deep ache and stand.]
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What—
[And then his hit connects, and she cries out in pain, falling backwards as a wave of nausea descends over her body. It takes a few moments, but as soon as she's realized what's happened, she attempts to ignore the deep ache and stand.]
You little bitch.