I knew Visser Three could not afford to go racing around a subdivision in his alien morph, followed by a dozen Hork-Bajir warriors. But I also knew he was going to take it out on someone.
And the someones were me, Ax, and Jake.
WHAM! The pile-driver fist fired at Jake. I felt the breeze from it as it shot past my face. It hit Jake in the flank. He went down hard.
WHAM! The left side fired at Ax. Ax dodged, but just barely. He staggered aside and almost fell through the hole.