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Sonya squirmed around before Morgus could recover, crossing her ankles and hooking them beneath his chin, as she twisted his arms up and around in a pair of arm-locks that looked to TK to be quite uncomfortable - and effective. And then the young tiger-girl winced in that reflexive compassion again, as she saw Sonya's razor-sharp black claws sink into the monstrous brute's wrists, making her hold all-but impossible to break...unless he wanted to risk tearing his own wrists open. Morgus had a genetically-altered and horrendously-increased threshold for pain...and a frighteningly-quick regenerative factor... But TK wouldn't have laid money that he'd risk the outcome of trying to struggle too hard against that hold.

Sonya hauled back and latched her ankles even more tightly around the pinioned Morgus' windpipe, leaning back and hauling for all she was worth. His big, fang-filled mouth worked like a fish out of water as he squirmed and tried to find some way out of his predicament, bestial face for once looking shocked, startled, and even a bit scared. If he'd been able to speak, TK wouldn't have been the least bit surprised to hear him whining something along the lines of, 'No! It's not FAIR!' But he couldn't speak, and could barely struggle, so that merely remained a fatigue-born fantasy dancing through the back of the much-abused young heroine's mind.

"Ummm...kitten?" Sonya rasped, looking over at TK with orange-red eyes glittering with malignance - which for once didn't seem aimed at TK herself. "Lil' help?! I'm not gonna be able to hold this guy forever..."

Before she even really realized what she was doing - and feeling no regret once realization did dawn - TK was up off the floor and sprinting across the short distance...dropping down into a skidding side-kick that looked a bit like she was sliding for home base. She felt her foot slam into Morgus' unyielding face with the force of a battering ram, and then he lay still. As TK slumped back in exhaustion and tried to get to her feet, Sonya wrenched on the hold one more time, as if making a last-ditch and failing effort to snap the unconscious giant's neck...and then started to stand as well...

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