"I don't care what you are, but if you do not unhand my husband you're going to be dead," Effie said, her eyes narrowing. The pain in her hand, the fear in her heart...none of it matter. All that mattered right now was removing Tim from Doom's grasp...
Or removing Doom's head from his body.
"Let. Him. GO!" She roared, body trembling as she hit him with her bo staff, cursing as the shock went up her arms. "FUCK!"