Glass clean cut

Out of the cloud now, she saw how his fire worked: his puffer throat filled with fluids from chambers in his guts and when he spat the flaming gel, it sparked on contact with oxygen.
She chucked the brick into his gaping mouth where it lodged firmly between his teeth. His puffer throat swelled, but couldn’t contract. The fluids backed up, dribbling weakly from the corners of his mouth.
Ryn’s claws flashed through his throat and she booted him off the building. He fell into an alleyway.
About halfway down, the glass-clean cut in his throat forced the chemicals from his guts to mix and let just enough oxygen seep in. The explosion started inside him, roaring out of his throat, mouth, and eye sockets, finally erupting like a wet bomb from his center. He landed in a dumpster and Ryn lost track of him as he detonated twice more in geysers of liquid fire.


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