The fine grouper was swift to turn around. And obviously she didn't shy away from asserting her own type of dominance.
She charged towards the enemy who bit her, but this time she didn't plan to use her powers.
Instead she bashed her own head against the enemy's. Which in exchange forced a dust-cloud to puff up.
The grouper was truly a tough woman, so such a result wasn't exactly shocking. Her explosive speed was of true aid as well.
Osira completely obliterated the enemy with just a head-butt, and was eager to chase another one of these bastards down.
But yet the pain that was isolated on her tail, continued to grow irritable. It felt as if something stabbed her over and over, and each tick of pain surely forced the lady to flinch.
She did not know what to do about this dilemma, but it was the best idea to ignore it for now. There were quite a few more enemies to kill.