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- Evidently, they figured dozens of grenades had done the job, because we didn’t take any more fire—until we rounded a corner and found ourselves face-to-face with fifty turtlenecks in full tactical gear.
- “Forzare!” I shouted, and unleashed a broad stroke of pure kinetic force. I hit them harder than I’d meant to. The first three ranks of them went flying back like they’d been on wires, and collided with the men behind them. The impact brought instant massive confusion.
- “Butters!” I shouted. “Kill the bridge!”
- And I charged, slamming my right hand forward, screaming, “Forzare!” with every stride, knocking the turtlenecks around like ninepins.
- “Harry!” Butters screamed.
- “Kill the bridge, dammit!” I shouted back.
- Battle Ground Chapter 25, Page 228-229
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