[Yanked, she rises, her back arching and her broken ribs protesting the movement. She registers the sharp, hot sting of the blade along her flesh. The skin cuts, but blood barely trickles out.
In spite of her best efforts, Anri whimpers a little.
But she still has Saika, and her sword arm. They didn't take either from her. Letting the presence behind her eyes take just a little bit more control, Anri lashes out with the heel of her hand, directly toward Diva's nose - as fast as she can, nearly impossibly fast.]