[ the crack of the branches break through the trance, enough that elektra halts in her tracks in the middle of stalking towards him, blade out and aimed towards him. her heartbeat pounds in her ears as she tries to catch her breath, tries to sort out her thoughts - there's still a significant part of her that wants to lunge at him and make good on her threat before she cuts him to ribbons, but the part of her that's still herself is starting to grow louder as she starts to regain control, to remember who she's fighting and realize she can't remember why it started.
she closes the knife up, but keeps it in hand. just in case. ]
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she closes the knife up, but keeps it in hand. just in case. ]
Why did we start this?