Battle axe woman winds up to attack, but it’s in vain. He tackles her and they fall to the floor. They continue to brawl. She punches him, landing a fist in his chin but he’s unfazed. He gains the advantage and plants his knee into her gut. She buckles. She’s winded. He pins down her arm with his other knee. He grabs her throat with one hand. She chokes. She flails her free hand. It’s futile. He raises his free hand. He aims his long claws toward her head. Gore drips from them and clumps on her face.