"Son of a bitch!" He tried to pull his hand away from her but there was no question that it was broken--he'd heard and felt the bones snapping. He was going to have to put up a fight and risk hurting her or this demon really would kill him. And she wasn't going to do it slowly.
Gritting his teeth against the fiery pain in his wrist, he glared at her. "Christo," he hissed.