        “Fuck off,” Daring slurs, sounding a little intoxicated as she sits herself back up again. You doubt she’s actually drunk, and assume her poor speech is a result of getting smacked around. Saying she looks ‘bad’ would be an understatement. Her face and a lot of her upper body is peppered in bruises, but she doesn’t show that she’s in pain. She’s always gotta act tough. “Even if you get them,” she spits into the sand, “I’ll just get them right back. Like always, Kiduttaa. It’s cute you think you have all this power when you’re really a pussy. I bet you feel like a real man, beating up a girl. How about you untie me and we’ll see who the girl really is?”