Abaddon lunged forward and grabbed her wrist. He forced Luna down on the floor.
“Or what will you do?” Abaddon smirked.
“You know, dude, I really am starting to dislike you,” Luna grinned.
“What’s with the stupid grin?” he sneered.
“THIS!” Luna’s knee shot up. Thud! “Take that, bastard. Where the sun never shines!” Luna was up in a second.
“You little!” Abaddon grimaced with pain, and he pinned her against the wall. An unexpected voice suddenly stopped them.

“HEY! What are you doing to her?” Mark’s strong arms tore the two apart.
“None of your business, dumb-blonde,” Abaddon spat.
Luna took action fast. With a firm step, she squished Abaddon’s instep. Another quick movement; A punch to the solar plexus. And then, grabbing the heaviest textbook around, gave him a resounding crack on the head.

Abaddon slumped, unconscious.
Mark’s eyes widened, surprised by her ferocity.
“Let’s get OUT of here!” Luna grabbed her bag and Mark’s hand; She ran—hard.