Watching her fall for the bait and and dive into the wild bushes, he moved slowly and as silently as he could. He watched her flail around and tried to figure out why she was so mad at him.<br/><br/>Sure he had overthrown a growing tribe in the broken city. Was that really worth hunting him down and killing him over? Than again he would kill someone for a bottle of water if he didn't know the guy.<br/><br/>She was making a hell of a mess of the surrounding foliage, slashing at the green leaves and thorny vines.<br/><br/>Inspecting her he grew slightly uncomfortable with how vile she was acting towards someone she had never met. As he mulled this over in his head he hardly noticed her growing closer to him.<br/><br/>It was already to late when he noticed her dive to the clearing behind him he already had to dive out of the way. She recovered in the field and started screaming again. He had made a lot of noise diving from view, any animal he was hunting would have killed him by now or run away, she might have not even noticed the noise, mixed with her own, or something of the sort.<br/><br/>Surprised as to how she knew where he was when she moved through the bushes, even though no animal could have noticed him, she was far more dangerous than he though. A small thought at the back of his head told him it was just a lucky guess. He disregarded it.<br/><br/>I'm not going to under estimate her again. He moved to a better vantage point his heart rate rising, and his breathing to, he was watching her swing around in the bushes again, she was skilled, but she was reckless. Dante may have thought he could use this against her, if he had been a few years younger and not made said mistake before. Animals were not reckless, hunting, and training himself to hunt made it so he knew how animals would react when backed into a corner, no animal acts like this, sporadic, baleful, deadly.<br/><br/>Moving out of the bush he was behind her, crushing leaves under his foot slightly he drew the knife and went for the back of her right leg behind her kneecap, if he took it out she wouldn't be able to walk on that leg for a week.<br/><br/>Sickle in the other hand he looked at her leg and dove. Aiming for blood and tendon, disarming, not killing, crippling, not murder.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>