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The second one had time to yell, however, before Gaia knocked her head cleanly off her shoulders and set it flying to land between cabbages

Eight

The shout, cut short, alerted the rest of the workers, who spun and died, died, died as she easily killed three with blasts of green light

Seven Six Five

BLAM! BLAM!

One of them had a weapon He fired fast and panicky Gaia swept her beaun Too late!

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

Gaia spun around, not so much knocked by the impact as by the spasm of pain She fell on her back

"Get her! Get her! Get her!"

BLAM! BLAM!

"I’ inside her was badly daed, and the pain was extraordinary

In one ear Social Distortion sang "Story of My Life" It was a song both upbeat and irl with a knife rose up beside her Gaia threw an invisible punch that sent the knife wielder flying

Sudden noise behind her, feet on soft dirt: Gaia twisted to see and was hit in the chest with a spiked baseball bat

She grabbed the bat with lightning reflexes, held it, and with her other hand burned a hole through her assailant

Three

Gaia pushed herself up and shook her head She oozy Her head was pounding; her eyes didn’t want to focus; her chest hurt Blood was leaking from her in too ht three hundred sixty degrees Again Again A scream cut short

Two

She had to prioritize What should she heal first? What was killing her?