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- Carolina reached for the rifle she'd kept on her back. There hadn't been a need for it before, not when her fists and feet sufficed, and to be honest, had been more satisfying. Now? Now was different.
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- Carolina backpedaled, opening fire to keep Baiken at range while she watched and assessed. She might as well have been throwing softballs underhand. Baiken danced through the bullets with inhuman ease, parrying those that got too close on one side with a deft twist of her neck. Carolina knew she'd be in the thick of it in a few more seconds, and emptied the magazine with reckless abandon.
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