Chloe landed on her head, and did her best to dig five inches of razor sharp steel into the girls head, in the hope that the pain and blood would distract her.
She must have had some kind of tougher skin or something, because the claws didn't go in as far as she would have expected, and now they were hurtling towards the roof as the Olympian screamed.
Chloe switched tactics, and began circling the girl, diving in for swift attacks. Now going after her leg, next her hand, next her face, always just out of reach.