Niki flew at Trevor.

     A half dozen assailants got in her way.

     Without breaking her forward momentum, Niki spun as she used her stun-lines to bring them all down.

     A club caught her in the gut to send her flying back, end over end.

     The woman who wielded the club was as big as a grizzly, and she smiled as she readied her club for a second swing.

     Niki got her in the forehead with a stun-line.

     She dropped like a boulder for the ground.

     Meanwhile, below...

     Trevor took another graze to the skull. Ow! Fuck! Every part of his body now ached from one damned thing or another. 

     And he really was getting tired. Four years of training on how to both control and intensify his personal energy told him his tank ran real low.

     Then,

     He took another graze to the skull, and this one actually connected a bit.

     CLONK!

     Trevor saw stars.

​     Fuck!

CONTINUE