He's about to show her the meaning of ferocious speed. Moving in a silver blur, Racerblade homes in on her, streaking by with a slash of a bladed edged arm, then back, toying with her instincts to strike, moving just out of reach, working on keeping her moving, trying to bleed her out til she collapses.
It doesn't matter how much damage he does so long as he doesn't kill her. The Lord Apocalypse can rebuild her.
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