Amora felt the binds on her wrists get cut, and she pushed herself back up. "Either beat his ass...or I kill him"<br/>Amora swallowed, she wasn't a violent person, and the idea of a slave attacking a random person sounded like something punishable. She glanced back at her new master as he chucked a rock at the drunk, the intoxicated demon reeled back, looking surprised to be hit. He let out a sneer, "Defending her, are we?" With that, he lunged at Amora, making a wild swing with his fists. She was quick to dodge, looking startled as the drunk turned around again and punched her in the jaw. She put a shakey hand up to her now bleeding lip, the drunk smirked, "Had enough?" She gave him a angry, hurt look before, with the swiftness of a cat, attacked. A single uppercut to the chin, and the man collapsed. She was panting, looking down at the man, before wiping the blood from her lips.