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I didn't let her see it coming when I squeezed her neck, and everyone gasped.

Asha only looked at me with a defiant look, her hands flying to mine.

Damn her for touching me.

"If anyone of you moves, you're dead meat." I said, and Asha tried to twist my hands off her neck, grunting. She was surprisingly strong, but not stronger than I was. She struggled to take my hands off the soft tiny flesh she called a neck, but I only squeezed it the more.

"Agh!" She grunted.

I dragged her harshly, and slammed her against the tree. She had an amazing reflex, and sprang to her feet, but she was no match for me. I rushed to her before she could do a thing, and slammed her onto it again.

This time, when she hit it, blood spilled from her mouth.

I bent, taking her ankle, and skillfully swiping my claws through it, targeting the strong tissues.