Corpse Girl kicking and punching a man

Her foot sank into his gut, air shot out of his mouth, and it whistled over the empty socket of his tooth like a ****ing razor blade. He tried to suck some air back in. One scream. One scream and the brats died and it was all her fault. Her and the ****ing super—
She punched one of his protective hands right in the palm. He tried to grab her fist, but the back of his own hand smacked into his broken noOH****INGHOLYJESUSTHEPAIN. The white sound faded, and he opened his eyes in time to see the deck rushing up at him. He tried to twist out of the way, and the metal plates hit him in the forehead and shook his broken nose.
This time he did black out.

Excerpt From Ex-Isle, pg 485-486
Peter Clines
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