There was a sharp pain in his arm as he reached in, but he paid it no heed. Reaching in he gripped ahold of her hair and jerked, but before he could get her out, he felt another sharp pain, this time on his stomache. With a growl, he realized she was cutting him with something. His arm burned with pain, but he  jerked. Hard. His free hand found the hand she held the knife in and gripped her wrists, squeezing in an iron grip.<br/><br/>"That... was a mistake."<br/><br/>He snarled at her, lifting her up to his eye level to glare at her.