Freydis blur

Murphy was holding a live grenade to either side of their heads.
Freydis’s eyes went very wide.
“Frags,” Murphy said calmly. “Your move, bitch.”
There was an instant of frozen silence.
“Gods, that’s hot,” Freydis said, and blurred as she dove over the railing, hitting the water like a thrown spear.


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