"WHAT'S THE MATTER, REN?! BY ALL MEANS, COME OVER HERE AND START SOMETHING, I'VE GOT SOME SHIT TO-"

A fist to the solar plexus drove the breath out of his lungs. One palm at center of mass, another grabbing his arm, twist, and throw- and let Eva freeze him to the ground.

"Deal with that problem later Everyone! Hold fast! He's getting desperate and nearing the end! It's almost over!"

Don't mind her, she's just. Going to move to assist Crow in not getting stabbed.