Rescuing John - Inside Nergal's Lair- Nergal/Zee/X-23
Laura had been inches from removing that troublesome hand that wrapped around her throat, before Zatanna had intervened. She had landed on her knee, once Nergal lost his grip on her. The other upraised as she had at least one foot under her. Her breathing was labored as she forced hair through her tightened trachea. It only took a few seconds before it was healed and she was back on her feet. Ribs that might have been broken during the pounding against the wall, healed as she stood.
She stepped close to the demon locked in the magical cage, and she spat on him. Any sign any wounds he'd given her gone, save for the marks on her X-Factor uniform, the cuts and abrasions of the fabric couldn't be healed. "I am fine. You saved him his hand." There was a reason why she had been told to stay with Zatanna and make sure she would get out alive. Laura was made for fighting beasts like Nergal. Literally.