Ankyra Sound reason and fury

She set herself against Illidan's figure with all her might, having no more resilience in her bones than a wet tissue. Abruptly, the pressure was lifted as her tit-nemesis was whisked away from her by some unseen hand. She slumped to the ground, aware she was alone and cold, and set into a ripping wail to announce her displeasure.

Her cries were cut short as Illidan clambered over her like a fat desert frog toad. She collapsed, a soft whine parting her lips as she squirmed under his frame.