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She begins to fight defensively: AC 14 now.
Attack (1d20)[8]-2 damage (1d4)[4]+1



The fight is dirty and neither of you gives any quarter. For the painful slash you received she feels your fangs along her already wounded left arm.
A certain desperation is now beginning to form on her face. You have hurt her and she knows that she can't stand against you for ever and begins to retreat from you, exchanging space for time.