[Oh yes, much, much worse. But really, he can rattle off whatever, she's barely paying attention. At least until the part about helping the "wrong" monster.

She brings her knee down on his chest; given their position she can't put much force into it, she can only hope to pin him down better. With one hand she slams his metal arm against the ground. The other would stop him from grappling for whatever he's got on him, probably a dagger, but she's got something else in mind.

Her free hand wraps around his throat, though her fingers don't dig in tightly. Not yet, anyway.]

Don't spout at me about the "right" and "wrong" kinds of monsters, you piece of shit. A little girl having claws and fighting for her life does not a monster make. The person who put her in that position, however, is. [If Shiloh's expecting her to just choke him, well, he's in for a nasty surprise.] Tell me: did you like breathing much? [Because it's about to get very painful as she summons fire into her hand before she squeezes his throat.]