Silverlight Terrace These bonds are far from broken

Potema was impressed by the woman's desperation determination, but it wouldn't stop Potema from tearing the woman to shreds given the change. Potema needed to outlast this woman — that limp of hers would prevent her from maintaining a fast pace for long. And she had to do something about the bone. She wasn't sure how stable the bone was and she wasn't willing to take a chance, not now. But she had to get the bone out of her mouth in order to properly fight back.

And again, her blind side was invaded. Potema stopped in her tracks just as the ragged woman lunged. She was aiming clearly at the bone, but Potema jumped forward into the blow, taking the metaphorical bullet for her mother's remains. She winced at the fangs on her scruff, but pushed backwards into the woman, intending on bowling her over or at the least wrenching the fangs from her body.