Both hands free, now, but I'm in trouble, your on top and are moments away from blinding me. I twist my head to the side and grab your hair with my right hand, jerking you to your left as my left fist lashes upwards into you face.
At the same time I twist rolling to off me to your left, the leg scissors broken, pushing away from you to get us some distance and separation.
Rolling away, I try to get my knees to the pit floor to push myself up and face you..