The zhirel -- it's the same one who threw the chair at Spoon a few minutes ago -- is taller than Jordie, and has the reach on her.

She's damn well keeping that crossbow, though. Which is why when she manages to dislodge her it's with a thrust, rather than a blow.

That was a mistake, she realizes a second later, as the green-haired Slayer comes right back at her. A more decisive blow with the stock of the crossbow itself sends the smaller girl reeling back, blood streaming from her face.