"Then why do you hurt friends and try to kill her?!" She sprang up and charged Szayel like an angry bull, pointing her horns at his chest, but instead they pierced his arm. Nieve just couldn't bring herself to hurt Szayel more than she needed to, but her anger was getting the better of her, she just couldn't help it. The faux Suzume's grip on Szayel's mind lessened when Nieve ran Szayel's arm through with her horn, making Suzume try and concentrate more.