Rin took the opening and whipped a backhand through at Venka’s nose. Bone broke under Rin’s fist with an audible crack. Venka immediately retreated. One hand flew to her face, groping around her swelling nose. She glanced down at her blood-covered fingers and then back up at Rin. Her nostrils flared. Her cheeks turned a ghastly white.
“Problem?” Rin asked. The look Venka gave her was pure murder. “You shouldn’t even be here,” she snarled.
“Tell that to your nose,” Rin said.