- Through the door.
- It shattered around me, flying off the wall in pieces.
- The roar that exploded from my core was entirely instinctual. The tracker's head jerked up, and then he dove for the crimson shape on the floor behind him. I saw one pale hand stretched out in futile self defense.
- The obstacle of the door had not slowed my momentum. I flew into the tracker mid lunge, throwing him away from his target, smashing him into the floor with enough force to crater the wooden planks.
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