He glared up at the helicopter and then did something Shade would not have thought possible for a creature of his size and weight: he jumped.

Knightmare jumped twice his own height, and at the top of his rise he swung the sword arm.

“No!” Shade cried in a millisecond buzz.

But Knightmare was too high and the helicopter was too low and the sword arm smashed into the whirling blades, which shattered and came apart, hurling jagged steel in every direction.

Then the sword’s arc cut into the top of the helicopter and down through the passenger space. Shade watched in horror as the blade sliced down through the body of a patrolman, down through his shoulder, down through his chest, out through his hip.

Monster, Chapter 16