Villanelle screams. What the fuck? What is that a taser? Her skin is blistering. She loses her grip, stumbles back. The scarf dragging free over her skin makes her gasp in pain. "You bastard."

She hadn't expected him to put up any real fight, and she can't work out what weapon he's used. Worse, she's lost the element of surprise. It's a scramble now to try and get back onto him before he recovers from the attempted strangulation. Her hand aches, but she's fought through worse. She launches herself forward again, hoping to knock him to the ground.