The world was foggy and dense, at some point she knew she had been taken down. Pain to this extent was not something she was used to. Sure, she had been hurt in the ring before, but never to this degree. Nor had she had such a good fight before. Not in a long, long time. A grunt came from her lips as he hoisted her to her feet, hands cuffed behind her back and it would seem that this would be the end of her career.<br/><br/>At least....until....something in her snapped. That was how it felt anyway, as power the likes of which she had  never felt before began to course through her body. Before, where she had felt drained and depleted, now she felt empowered.<br/><br/>Power, so much of it crackled and sparked along her body. It just continued to build and build, until her body could not longer contain it all and it just burst from her body. Several moments passed and all she could hear was the sound of their breathing and the way her heart hammered in its chest. Darkness filled the room, but she could see as clear as day and knew what she had to do.<br/><br/>Escape.<br/><br/>Muscles bunched and tensed, as she charged for the broken window her apartment. The poor officer shoved to the side without a thought or care before Tora took that final step and subsequent leap through the window. Shards of glass joined in her escape, what remnants that her body knocked free from the frame. There was always that expression about how in times of crisis, or great distress the world would slow down.<br/><br/>This was one of those moments.<br/><br/>For what felt like eternity, Tora soared through the sky. Way down below, the city lights twinkled and sparkled. The pedestrians completely unaware of what had happened above them, content to continue with their lives as if nothing was out of the norm. Cool night air caressed her flesh, wisps of hair that had come free from her pony tail tickled her cheeks. At this moment nothing in the world could touch her or hurt her. Finally she had that freedom she had yearned most of her life.<br/><br/>All good things must come to an end and in her case it was assisted with the familiar sensation of gravity as she began to fall. At this moment she remembered just how high up she was and that a fall at this height would kill her without a doubt.<br/><br/>Good thing she had aimed for the building across the street. Her decent began, her eyes on a window that came into view and drew closer with each passing second. There was only one chance at this, one shot at this and she was not about to let it pass. At least she hoped not. Arms brought up to cover her face to protect it as she braced for the impact with the glass window. The very last minute she kept her eye on the window, at the very last minute she held her eyes open until she closed them and hit the window.<br/><br/>Pain. Tiny sharp shards of glass tore and cut at her flesh while she crashed through the window. Instinct and training kicked in to allow her to tumble into a crouched position. All over she hurt and that sudden burst of power began to wain, but she was not about to lay there and wait for them to take her. Instead she pushed up to her feet and ran from the room she crashed into. It was time to find some stairs and get to the streets, to blend in and get lost for a moment while she thought about what her next move.