She felt a thrill of victory as the strike to his leg landed, and she could already see the ruby red of his blood. It was such a beautiful color. He caught the arm aimed at his chest, however, and she hissed with fury as he grabbed the other one, effectively halting her attack and momentarily trapping her. The idea of being further trapped send fear rushing through her, but even though the smart thing to do was to tear herself away from his grip, she was too driven now. She needed this fight too much. "Good thing you're not me, then," she answered, using the leverage of his grip on her wrists to launch her knee upwards towards towards his groin.