>You strike her again
>And again!
>Each time she winces and looks around, begging for help!

>Beads to sweat trail down her face, and she swallows hard
>With a final push, you scrape her armor with the side of the box and put some distance between you two
>Surely that will have done it!

>She stands still
>Looking quite confused and flustered
>Before clattering to her side, legs extended and erect.

>She pauses a moment when on the floor
>Then she suddenly opens her mouth
>”Oh no. I am hit.”

>Aweso-
>”I am bleeding out. Oh no. Mother. Save me. I don’t want to die. It is over. Now I am dead. Bleh.”

>…