Seeing the recoil as her fist connected with it's target was incredibly satisfying. The nosebleed that followed the impact triggered a faint smile from Eli. Every hair on the back of her neck was on end and her pulse raced with adrenaline.

Her smirk was quickly wiped from her face as soon as Kanji had the nerve to reply. That hauntingly wild look returned to her eye and she scowled, fangs bared. Perhaps he should have known better than to provoke an already-agitated snake. She'd heard this sort of speech before; she was missing the element of heart in the way she conducted herself. Without that, she'd never be as tough as she wanted to be. Blah blah blah, bullshit bullshit bullshit.

"You're the one who isn't good enough for me, you ignorant little shit," she spat. She could taste the venom quickly beginning to coat her mouth as she hissed at him. "I'm tougher than you'll ever be. I beat you to the fucking ground. Don't you fucking forget that."

To emphasize her point, she hit him again. She threw herself at him, aiming her fist at his gut. This time, she got herself close enough to sink her teeth into his shoulder. She bit hard and as deep as she could before quickly pulling away again.

He was the loser, Eli told herself. She hit him and he didn't bother fighting back. Eli had lost nothing. In a final fit of rage, she spit at his feet, punctuating her clear win.

"Now go fuck yourself!"