Our fight spills out into the hall. No one seems to care yet anyway. We're back on our feet and I just hurt. My ribs hurt, my head pounds and my scalp is burning. And I am burning in hatred for the bitch in my claws. We still have each other by the hair. I ram my knee into her groin. As she doubles over,I free my right hand to upper cut the middle of her face. We slam into the wall, two bloody naked feral women, trying to tear each other apart.