Then her Hand twitched.

Tomas approaches with his bludgeoning instrument, Havilah shrinks, taking a step into the water behind her. As Tomas lays his heavy meaty hand on her curls, her Hand twitches and fusses for a brief moment, then guides her dagger right into his lower thigh. The blade punctures and twists within his wound, further the appendage leverages the knife anchor point to force Havilah through the gap in between his thighs to flank. Stepping up she gasps as the otherworldly force pushes her surgically towards the spinal column and rips a gash in the lower thoracic vertebrae. Falling as a column to his knees, he collapsed in a writhing pain. His blood squirted with pressure sprinkling her in a bloodied gown. She stood above the corpse, her palm stretched out so that her fingers yearned for an escape from this skin. The other two stood baffled at the carnage and speed of its execution. Hunter was the first to react, aiming his compound eyes into an arrow.