[Haruhi has so much hair, in this timeline, that the swing probably nicks some of it. She continues leaning in for the knife, growling. With a burst of strength, she could pretty easily push the knife up back into its wielder.
She does no such thing. Clenching her fingers - anywhere for traction. Knock the knife onto the ground, or pull Osaka away by the wrists. Something. She has such a chance, her backup plan might not be necessary.]
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She does no such thing. Clenching her fingers - anywhere for traction. Knock the knife onto the ground, or pull Osaka away by the wrists. Something. She has such a chance, her backup plan might not be necessary.]