The blow to my side hurts and I'm pretty sure he could hurt me more if he wants, which sort of infuriates me. I know this isn't a serious fight, but I don't like being toyed with. His grapple at my shoulders is tight enough that it's hard to get another hit with my elbows but it's not so tight that I can't bend my knees and squirm down out of his grip. As I go, I use my leverage and aim a kick through his legs, my heel aiming for his tailbone before I dart away.

My side's going to bruise at best. I make a mental note not to tell Krem where I've been.