Pushing against the bed, you tried to get Vespa off of you and back to your feet in full, but despite the second blow to her head, she was still in fighting form, her legs pulling in so that she could now trap your arms to your sides, any attempt to struggle out of them risking to shred your arms. Her head lifted up, the compounded yellow eye hard to read, but some parts of it seemed duller than they usually were. When the eye seemed to focus on you once more, the snarling began anew, her mouth opening to take a bite out of you, and considering the proximity, she was likely going to take a chunk out of your throat if at all possible. So, you did the only thing you could do... you headbutted her.