I don't ask for writing critiques very often, but last time I did it went pretty well, so:
The captain glared. “Look here, you little-- it’ll be a cold day in hell before some savage beast tells me what to do or where to go…! Now either you make yourself useful or I’ll--!”
He grabbed her arm roughly...then immediately recoiled and doubled over in pain. Lenore watched silently as he cursed and clutched his wrist, which had suddenly become swollen and red. Blood trickled down his hand through tiny punctures in his skin, and he screamed.
“...I’m sorry,” she said. “It may not heal very well. But you startled me...”
...That's it. ^^; The pacing just feels a little weird to me...I think I might be having an off day; the whole chapter this part belongs to has been a little dull to write, which is weird because I haven't worked on this novel in several weeks, and I was excited to finally be in the mood again today. =/
I expect to have to revise everything later on, when my mind is sharper...but I want to focus on this part, because it's important for it to sound right.