"Let go of me you animal."
Following the aggressive words, a wooden chair was sent flying through the air, headed straight for me.
Unbothered, my hands moved, and I plucked the chair out of the air, turning and dropping it to the side.
As I turned and looked back up, I found a kick headed for me, my face in danger.
Without hassle, I moved my head out of the way, and I had barely just done that when a body lunged straight at me.
Stretching out a single hand, I put a stop to its momentum.
I stopped the female's head just as it was an inch from colliding with my chest, then could only watch as a hand shot from below and landed on my chest.
The owner of the hand looked at me with a long smile, then, without hesitation, pulled down her arm, her nails digging into my skin, blood flying into the air as I clawed.
Her smile still on, Lucy moved back and, looking at my tight expression, licked her bloody fingers.
