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- Bitch’s eyes widened fractionally as she saw me.
- I was already standing, barely feeling the hurt from where I’d been grazed. Blood pounded in my ears, and I could feel the buzz of my insects.
- “How-” she started. I didn’t let her finish. My baton held in both hands, I struck her in the upper thigh. When she didn’t fall, I let go of the baton and backhanded her. She toppled, and protests and shouts echoed around me.
- It hurt. Damn it, I’d never really hit someone with my hands before. I wondered if I’d managed to break something.
- ***
- Grue glanced down at Bitch, who was rubbing her chin, opening her jaw wide, as if testing it.
- I dropped down to a crouch so quickly that my knee slammed into the ground. I grabbed the upper end of the baton and pulled it over Bitch’s head, forcing the bar between her teeth, pulling back hard.
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