Controls her own nerves

Saxby pounced, snatched her in his hind feet, and on wings as wide as city buses, carried her up, up, to the top of Primrose, where he broke her spine against steel girders. Feeling winked from her limbs. She slid off the girders, dropping to a worker’s platform, helpless.
Saxby brought his spiny tail overhead for the killing blow.
But she still had cards to play. Threads from her kanaf pierced the back of her neck, shooting through her vertebrae and fusing a connection. Sensation woke throughout her—agony like black lightning—and she caught the tail’s downswing. Spines ripped through her forearm and broke off in the wound, the impact shattering her platform and dropping her through space.
She caught an I-beam in the crook of her elbow, dangling over the building’s metal skeleton while the broken-off spines pumped her other arm full of venom—worse venom than before, blowing through her veins like wildfire.


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