As Valentina went down, Jurai quickly attempted to establish control of the grapple, wincing as she struck him in the ear, but also immediately catching her arm and putting her in a joint lock. At the same time, he began to press his forearm agains her throat, applying pressure to restrict her breathing, but also as a warning. From this position, if Jurai threw all his weight onto that forearm, he could snap her neck or crush her windpipe. His eyes transfixed her, meeting her gaze and allowing her to see the rage behind those green eyes. "Yield." he growled, making it quite clear from his tone that this was not a request, and that he would not be asking twice. Between the ringing of his ear, the pain from his wounds and the demoness' aura, he was in no mood for games, and if she continued being difficult, he would not hesitate to kill her.