Leo said don't kill people, so Iris would of course give him face. But that didn't mean she'd actually hold back. Anyway, with her way of thinking, almost dead isn't dead.
She swung a punch with force like slamming a sledgehammer straight into the little girl's ribs, sending her flying a few meters.
Not a groan, not any reaction like a body that's hurt. Clearly blood was flowing and bones were broken, but the little girl was like a clumsy puppet, standing up in an awkward way.
She was like a zombie, staggering but moving very fast toward Iris. The rusty sword was still gripped tight in her hand, waiting for a chance to slash Iris.
"Leo, you can't blame me for this. Hitting like that and she still doesn't go down, so I'm gonna try smashing her head and see what happens."
Iris was announcing, not asking for opinions. As for what Leo asked her to do, she'd already tried, now there's no result, it's not her fault.
