She stopped thinking and reacted. She kicked her captor in the balls, hoping that would loosen his grip on her throat.
She achieved the effect intended, as Astaroth grimaced and grabbed at his groin. His hand holding the elf loosened just enough for her to attempt an escape.
She curled herself into a ball before shoving both her feet into Astaroth's chest, pushing with all her might. Astaroth's grip slipped, and she was free.
The strength of the kick sent her flying away as it pushed Astaroth into the bullet's trajectory. Astaroth had heard the shot being fired, with his hearing sense sharpened right now, but it all happened too fast.
Since he was now flying into the bullet, he quickly wrapped his arms behind his head, hoping to protect himself from a possible critical hit. The ball-shaped bullet struck true as it pierced his left arm, causing him negligible damage.
