Black Morass mujhe chod ke, mujhe chod ke

He exclaimed in a language she didn't understand. Sadly, she wasn't able to rip his throat out.
As he went backward, she paused for the briefest second as he tried to ask her what she wanted. 

Staring her down though, was probably the worst thing he could've done in the moment. She locked her eyes with his own and the brief second passed - yielding to Nyra lurching toward him once more with bared teeth aimed for his face.

As much as she had words and knew how to use them - this didn't seem like a time to talk. She had children to protect, one of them being her own flesh and blood.