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- Changing shape as I rose, I grew scales on top of my body, making them as thick as I was able while still being able to move well. It would make me slower, but I wanted to be able to provide cover for some of the kids behind me. I kept my interior as spongy as the slime, and I took the form of one of my PRT instructors, except that with the scales covering every inch of my body, and the fangs deforming my face even further, I doubted that anybody would have been able to recognize him.
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- I saw a grenade arcing over my head toward one of the half dozen groups of kids behind their makeshift barricades. I knew I wouldn’t be fast enough to get to it in time, but Vicky was crossing the room at eighty miles an hour. A moment of quick math showed that she was moving at over a hundred foot per second. She grabbed the grenade in midair and hunched her body around it.
- I grimaced as I felt the fragments slam into my scales, but she’d managed to save the kids behind her.
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