[ The sound of the crackling comes to his ears first, but he doesn't completely register what it is until it hits him. Barely repressing his broken cry of pain, he hunches over to apply some pressure to the wound that was created when the whip tore through his shirt and skin. So much for this not being an even fight. He glares at her and the charged whip. He'd have to kill her somehow... ] You're going to kill me!
♥! Thank you! It was nice. ♥