[It isn't much. But it is a window, and they push back, thin legs kicking out to try and press it away. They thought of attempting to run from a FIGHT is unthinkable, but - they indulged the same instinct many times, did they not?]
[Now they're slashing, wildly. Cut it away, cut it to ribbons, get it off of them so that it will take its dark eyes and dark blade and go.]
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[Now they're slashing, wildly. Cut it away, cut it to ribbons, get it off of them so that it will take its dark eyes and dark blade and go.]
[They have better to do.]