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- “Plan B!” I yelled, dropping and rolling to the side. In this case, plan B was “fight like crazed wolverines because plan A went nowhere.” I swung a leg out, fast and hard, and knocked one attacker’s feet right out from under him or her.
- Everything got kind of messy after that.
- ...
- I was scrambling to my feet to help Angel when one kid sprung at me, weirdly fast, in a series of backflips. I swerved sideways at the last second, but, with lightning-fast reflexes, the kid snap kicked me right under the chin. I was shocked. My arms windmilled and I fell backward, off the building.
- Just as my fingers snagged the edge of the roof, I got a glimpse of Dylan’s furious face as he charged the kid who’d kicked me. But I didn’t need Prince Charming. I had already bounced back and flown up on the roof—only to be shot at as soon as I was visible.
- - Angel: A Maximum Ride Novel, chapters 26 and 27
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