[Strong as it is, her wrist is still small, and slamming the dagger into it breaks both her grip and the bone. There's a sickening crunch and Mayu rears back with a sharp cry, her hands coming away from his neck.
This isn't the first time in the last twenty-four hours that her wrist has been broken, but it is the first time it hasn't healed immediately. When she shakes it out, expecting the bones to set and her hand to be as good as new, it's only partially successful - her wrist is caught at an odd angle and she winces with pain.
Iceland will have the opportunity to throw her off - she's too baffled by how much less effective her healing is to jump right back into trying to strangle the life out of him with her good hand.]
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This isn't the first time in the last twenty-four hours that her wrist has been broken, but it is the first time it hasn't healed immediately. When she shakes it out, expecting the bones to set and her hand to be as good as new, it's only partially successful - her wrist is caught at an odd angle and she winces with pain.
Iceland will have the opportunity to throw her off - she's too baffled by how much less effective her healing is to jump right back into trying to strangle the life out of him with her good hand.]