[The human weaves between her grasping hands with ease, and Utsuho growls again while she tries to redirect herself.
There is a brief instant where the eye...orb thing appears to be looking at her.
Then the fist cracks into both it and the flesh below and it seems to abruptly unfocus, the impact stopping Utsuho's charge short and knocking the breath out of even her lungs.
The eye itself is hot--very hot, like almost-molten glass. Something in it seems to crack, furthering the appearance of it being mere glass.]
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There is a brief instant where the eye...orb thing appears to be looking at her.
Then the fist cracks into both it and the flesh below and it seems to abruptly unfocus, the impact stopping Utsuho's charge short and knocking the breath out of even her lungs.
The eye itself is hot--very hot, like almost-molten glass. Something in it seems to crack, furthering the appearance of it being mere glass.]