The perfectly normal sword HURT. The swing connected and Glory bled. Bleeding wasn't fair, wasn't normal for her, she just wanted to get to Dawnie...cut her once and this would be over.
Just one little cut and that precious blood would flow.
"Stop it!" she said miserably looking up at Buffy terror in her eyes "She's not even really your sister, not really...She's my key and I just..."
The vacant space in her head was pounding, pounding and hurting, no more people. They would be better by now.
"I just...want...You get it dontcha Dawnie, you understand"