I want so much to fight but the knife keeps me there, though I do squirm and grapple with my instincts and when your fingers intrude and pull on my peircing I cant help but throw myself forward. I go all out as you fall losing your balance, look towards you and kick you in the groin as hard as I can. You drop the knife on the floor but you grab a hold of my ankle and put your knee over the blade. Its too dangerous for me to try and get it.. I kick at you with my other foot hoping to wind you.
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