[ It's a good thing she drops to grab the sword, because even when the knife sticks and cuts into her hand, Hannibal pulls it back with a sharp, strong motion. He knows where her hand is, so he can guess at where the rest of her is more accurately. He flips the knife in his hand and swings outward as he takes a step forward. It might bump against her as she drops, but it may also cut some of her hair in the motion.
Lower, then. He almost reaches up to pull the hood off, but he decides against it. For now, he doesn't need the accuracy of his sight. If he can pin her, that will be enough for him to remove it to make that final blow. Both of his hands grip the knife strongly, and he drops too in tandem with the sword's upward motion. He meets the sword and stutters, but there's something raw and animalistic in him now. He stutters, and pain shoots through his side, but he doesn't scream. He knows that his ribs will protect him, because he has the advantage of leverage.
So even as he might sink into the sword, he still swings down to try and stab his knife into her. He won't let it linger, since he doesn't want her to take it from him, so as soon as it sinks into her flesh, he'll pull it back out. Though even so, after that, pain and instinct overwhelms him, and he pulls back from the sword to stumble to the side. He breathes out a pained noise that's shaky, but it doesn't sound afraid at all.
She'll have a moment to run before he'll pursue. ]
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Lower, then. He almost reaches up to pull the hood off, but he decides against it. For now, he doesn't need the accuracy of his sight. If he can pin her, that will be enough for him to remove it to make that final blow. Both of his hands grip the knife strongly, and he drops too in tandem with the sword's upward motion. He meets the sword and stutters, but there's something raw and animalistic in him now. He stutters, and pain shoots through his side, but he doesn't scream. He knows that his ribs will protect him, because he has the advantage of leverage.
So even as he might sink into the sword, he still swings down to try and stab his knife into her. He won't let it linger, since he doesn't want her to take it from him, so as soon as it sinks into her flesh, he'll pull it back out. Though even so, after that, pain and instinct overwhelms him, and he pulls back from the sword to stumble to the side. He breathes out a pained noise that's shaky, but it doesn't sound afraid at all.
She'll have a moment to run before he'll pursue. ]