@contingency:The Lioness has to fight the urge to shrug. But she opts not to answer the adject question. Instead, she pulls the groggy target onto her side of the table. It wasn't an aggressive notion at first, just enough force to close the distance between the predator and her prey. Then, in an abrupt show of strength, The Lioness uses the her free hand to smash the right side of the man's face into the force field. But the visceral skill of the Queen of Lions makes sure pin the target in place by using her other hand to extend the man's arm out in a wrist cracking grip.
The man screams. The Lioness silently grins. And the crowd goes wild. Chairs are thrown all around like a spoiled brat's temper tantrum as their confusion transitions into panic.
This all happens rather quickly until finally, Asama inquires, " I think there are more important questions here, Ms. Amazing. Like; how many men will be coming for this guy, how many of them will be aiming for me, and how many can you take gunning for you?"
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