Flight/Combat Speed

Her arm moved, swinging. I heard the sound of fingers as fine as needles slicing through the air, and put my shield up.

I couldn't even see her fingers, as they crashed into me. Shield down, I changed course before she could close those fingers around me and set me up for something else.

Her mouth yawned open. My shield wasn't yet up when her teeth extended, but I was able to get down enough she wouldn't hit me. Each tooth pointed in a slightly different direction, and she had a lot of nail-teeth. I heard the faint whisking sound of the thinner-than-needles teeth hitting things almost purely at random. Each hit with the force of a knife swung overhead and into a table.

There was a pause, and I heard an unearthly screeching sound.

The teeth had stopped just short of penetrating windows. With each small movement on her part, points scraped against glass.

I saw something thicker than a tooth withdrawing. Changing course, I maneuvered between buildings, barely a few feet above the ground, my forcefield up.

- Shadow 5.3