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Cybele nodded slowly as he spoke, almost as if she was seriously considering his words. She wasn't, just putting them away with all the other various insults she'd heard since this senshi thing started. Everyone kept acting as though they didn't belong, and it tended to make her really mad. At least this one knew how to shut up, even if he did want to kill her instead.

"My kind? Look, we're not from space and we're not doing anything bad," she said, keeping it simple and short as it seemed whatever this strange conversation thing was, it was not going to last long. "Also, we're not all the same!" Whatever that meant. Actually, she knew exactly what that meant, but she didn't need to dump her personal problems on someone who was already so intent on causing her pain. Instead, she had to do something before he managed to push her over again. Preferably something not stupid.

"Anyway, mister dangerous, try it, I dare you. Cybele Hunter's Grace!" Yeah, that had been stupid, but the ethereal bow that had formed in her hands gave her some reassurance, at least. She pointed it at him as he came closer. "But remember, I can be dangerous too."

Cybele blinked. He was trying so hard to call her bluff, but there was really no way he could find out her secret. She half considered giving him what he wanted, just for the shock, but she figured he wanted to beat, mutilate, and kill her enough that she didn't consider that for more than a second.

She kept the point steadily at his chest as he came closer, though. She pursed her lips and glanced from the bow to him as if hosting some valiant internal struggle. "You think I won't... do what I have to?" Another glance and then she nodded very subtly, as if to herself. Her voice was suddenly stronger when she said, "You're wrong!"

Then, dropping the act, she shot the bow into the air. When the arrow fell onto her, she smiled as it became much easier to focus despite the pain in multiple parts of her body. His breathing reached her ears- a bit heavier than normal, she could tell. "But you're also wrong about something else. I'm not a killer, just an actress." It was probabally better if she broke the awkward peace. She threw a carefully calculated punch at his face. Maybe another surprise for him? "I do hunt the darkness, though."

Apparently, Cybele's power didn't really stop her from doing stupid things. It helped her see the results of them a bit more clearly, at least. Possibly because of that, she glimpsed a bit of red on the Negaverser's face. They had matching nosebleeds. Lovely. She could hear his harsh breathing after he roared at her. Those things didn't matter, but another thing did. She could see that his lower half was still completely open. Not taking the split second that was needed to consider his lack of strategy, she kicked twice more.

Anyway, it wasn't like she was in a better situation. She couldn't both attack and dodge, so his hands found her throat. Maybe it was her magic that her claw at them desperately, or maybe it was just panicked instinct. It worked, though- her fingers slipped under his. She could breathe just enough, for now.

Being able to breathe a little more felt wonderful. Her face... not so much. Both hits found their mark, of course. It wasn't like she could move, so one spot at the corner of her eye and another a bit lower were roaring in rather sharp agony. Her gasps of pain were mostly stifled by the hand still around her throat. Her own fingers tightened despite the pain in an attempt to get it off of her. Eyes gleaming, she prepared to attack again when her magical concentration suddenly left.

The kick she'd been attempting missed as everything became a little more blurred, a little more chaotic, a little more desperate. Still, her instincts were screaming at her to do something. To make the choking and grabbing and hitting stop.

She wasn't really fighting the smartest either, now, and she couldn't see much past the tears in her eyes. She kicked again, trying to push him away from her instead of just causing him pain, and she pushed at his hand as well, trying to harshly dig her fingernails into it for good measure.

Cybele stood her ground as he released her, finally taking a few deep breaths of delicious air. For just a moment she stood rage filled and ready to attack again, but her desperation had faded with the intensity of the combat. Within a few seconds, she noted that most of her body was screaming at her, she didn't think she could fight much more, and she wasn't even sure what she was trying to do to his Negaverser anyway. Not kill him... make him stop, but he had.

Still, she wasn't going to run away, even if she'd had the strength to. She dropped the fighting stance as she took the first step backwards. Her gleaming eyes were still glued to his face, watching for any sign that he was about to do something, though perhaps it looked like she was about to attack again. To do so would have been satisfying, but... no. She'd made her choice.

She took one step then another as she began to slowly walk away. Her lips curled into a smile, then, daring him to stop her.

“Like you so successfully did this time?”

Maybe she was kind of broken, but it didn’t matter, at least as far as he should be concerned. Taunting someone who could still technically come attack you again when you were exhausted from fighting was also probably not a good idea. However, Cybele was finally breathing at a normal rate again. Some of the pain was fading from her body, and with it most of the panic and thoughts that she could have been killed or seriously injured, so she wasn’t being the most careful.

Still wearing a half forced smile, she took several more steps backwards. Then, she finally turned around and continued to saunter away, until she reached the end of the alley and turned out of his sight. After that, she ran.