[Killing him was surely the point. Later, she will feel a certain kernel of respect that he proved himself strong enough to not let go, because doing so... in that moment definitely meant a trampling by a half ton centaur. Hayame might not be a draft breed, but to a human... any centaur past foalhood was heavy enough.
His dead weight hanging off her upsets her balance, forces her to readjust, but then his hands are in her hair and she reaches with her free hand for the short blade she kept in wrap about her waist, only to find nothing there, her weapons taken. Regardless of the hairs she feels tear free from her scalp she desperately tries to jerks her head back forward, baring a mouth full of teeth far too sharp to belong to either human or horse as she rears up, spins-
And tries to pin him to the wall, to trap him between her dun lower chest and forelegs, snarling into his face, those sharp teeth snapping likely a bit too close to throat for most people's comfort as a hand moves to try and twist behind her and grab his wrist.]
I will rip the arm from your shoulder if you do not release me, human!
[And if tone is any indication, she definitely means it.]
Lawd I hope so
His dead weight hanging off her upsets her balance, forces her to readjust, but then his hands are in her hair and she reaches with her free hand for the short blade she kept in wrap about her waist, only to find nothing there, her weapons taken. Regardless of the hairs she feels tear free from her scalp she desperately tries to jerks her head back forward, baring a mouth full of teeth far too sharp to belong to either human or horse as she rears up, spins-
And tries to pin him to the wall, to trap him between her dun lower chest and forelegs, snarling into his face, those sharp teeth snapping likely a bit too close to throat for most people's comfort as a hand moves to try and twist behind her and grab his wrist.]
I will rip the arm from your shoulder if you do not release me, human!
[And if tone is any indication, she definitely means it.]