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- The blow landed, but the guard chewed down the pain and stood his ground. The glowing tines of the stun baton came up at Fisher’s chest in a stabbing motion.
- He blocked with his forearm and felt a tingle as the aura of the electric charge raced over his tactical suit’s protective outer sheath. The baton strike failed to connect, the sharp tines skidding off his arm. Fisher reversed the move, grabbing his opponent’s wrist and breaking it. The taller guard howled and lost his grip on the prod, the weapon falling to dangle from its lanyard.
- - Firewall, Chapter 15
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