He struck Cassie hard, her head felt like it cracked. She felt a hand go to her wrist, preventing her from slicing his throat and spilling his blood. "Asshole," she blurted out as he punched her. He was certainly strong, stronger than she could imagine. He began to crush her wrist. "Coward, pick on the most vulnerable one, guess that makes you a real tough guy, pick on the youngest of the group. Afraid to handle the rest of us I guess." Sure he was hurting her, but she was right, he was only picking on the weakest of them, must not be able to handle someone stronger than Toni. "It takes a real man to pick on someone weaker than himself. Bet your friends are laughing behind your back." Cassie would psyche him out if she could, make him doubt the others. Perhaps they did think of him as less than they were. She just hoped she could plant that seed of doubt in his head.