A crack echoed through the alley as Raye slammed her forehead into the man's face. It was sharp enough to get a wince out of Rakka. The man went slack in Raye's grip and flopped to the ground like a sack of flour. There would be two black eyes and a completely smashed nose for him when he woke up.

The relative silence that followed that victory ended when Rakka was pulled to her feet again, the thug restraining her putting Rakka in between himself and Raye. "Stay back, and she wont be harmed!"