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As the countdown hit "one," Xhex took for that the concerns of an a ju into hand-to-hand with the guy, she knew she had to work fast
You had the eleht, and she and her creere outnuuns could be used Bullets were accurate only if you had clean shots on static targets and there was none of that going down Ar all around as the Brothers and John and Qhuinn did exactly what she was doing--picking a rando Bruce Lee on their ass
Xhex had her dagger out in her left hand while she threw a right hook at the slayer in front of her The cracking blow knocked the guy senseless, and as he sluainst the wall, she drew her arht for the chest of--
With a slap, Butch caught her wrist "Lethimself between them, he locked eyes on the slayer and put his an to draw the essence out of that body, a nasty cloud--like s from the lesser to Butch
"Jesus Christ" she whispered as the slayer who once had had forrated into ash at the Brother&039;s feet
As Butch wobbled and reached out for the wall like he was having trouble standing, she took his arm "Are you okay--"
A shrill whistle froht her head around just in ti at her, prepared to use the switchblade in its hand Thanks to John, she ducked down and lunged forward, grabbing a thick wrist and taking control of the weapon while she stabbed upward, catching the slayer under the ribs
Bright lights, big bang
And on to the next
She was all in the zone with the fighting, fast on her feet, quick with her hands And even though she was going a mile a oing to respect Butch&039;s role in this shon She didn&039;t understand precisely what that ashes-to-ashes routine was all about, but she illing to bet that it was a special end for the ene the backs of knees and the fronts of thighs Incapacitation was so she had excelled at as an assassin, because a lot of tie to share before she struckbodies in her wake, Butch swept up behind her, inhaling and turning to fine powder that which they had come to kill
As she carved and slashed her way through the inductees, she found herself keeping a second eye on John and holy hell He was one slick fighter
Who see in behind the eneth--
The blow ca her on the shoulder and sending her spinning into the wall, her knife popping from her hold as all kinds of Looney Tunes stars bloomed in her vision
The slayer who had hockey-checked her lunged forward and nabbed her dagger fro at her with it
At the last minute, she bobbed left so that he stabbed the wall she&039;d hit, trapping the blade in the Sheetrock As he went to try to get the thing free, she whirled around and nailed hi a hole in his lower intestines
Meeting his shocked stare, she said, "What, like you didn&039;t think I&039;d have a second knife? Fucking idiot"
She punched him in the head with the butt of her backup, and as he crumpled at the knees, she unsheathed her prirunts and shting to find as being unattended to--
One of the slayers was flying through the front door, on a bolt for the great outdoors
She deht into his path As he went Three Stooges and pinwheeled to a stop, she smiled "No, you ain and headed back for the fight--which was stupid because there was no one ould help him in there Well, not to survive, that was
Her body was lithe and strong as she burst after him and the two of theot to the door, she leaped into the air and took hi hi the couy into a living, breathing question mark
They landed hard, but even as the air punched out of her lungs, she was sht