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Her losing her strength didn't stop her. She wasn't giving up on trying to kill me but I could tell she was trying her best to ignore the pain.

Seeing that I couldn't keep this up for long I tried to get off my back by rolling over on my side. It was tricky but I did it, better than laying on my back.

In this position, it was better to squeeze her and I did. She lets go of the knife with one hand trying to pry my legs off her with the other. She was digging her nails into my flesh. Gritting my teeth I slammed her hand to the ground knowing the pain would loosen the one hand holding on to the knife.

Finally, she lets go but it isn't time for me to sigh in relief knowing this is far from over. Her intention in coming here was to kill me and I will never think for a second she would give up that thought because she no longer has a weapon. She will kill me with her bare hands if she has to.