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She hit the barrel and knocked it away just as BLAM!

She grabbed Jamal by the neck, yanked him forward so fast his head snapped back She punched hiushing from his nose and lips

"Don’t hurt me, it’s not my fault!" Ja both the gun and his face

Brianna did not want to look at Brittney, really really didn’t

"Are you okay?" she asked over her shoulder No answer fro since her mouth was smeared all around the back of her head

Brianna steeled herself and shot a glance at Brittney, but the whip hand was already reaching, yanking Jamal’s rifle away

Brianna pulled her knife free and leaped at Drake

She buried the knife in Drake’s chest It was a huge blade, a bowie knife, as big as a chef’s knife and a lot thicker The blade was in all the way, up to the hilt

Drake grinned "This should be fun"

Brianna expected hiun toward her but instead he tossed it aside Then, with his real hand, he drew the knife out of his chest, slowly, as if relishing every inch of steel

Brianna stared, mesmerized And almost missed the sudden flick of Drake’s tentacle arm as it swept behind her

Almost missed

Not quite

Brianna dropped and the ent over her head Drake threw Brianna’s own knife at her, but it wasn’t even close The knife stuck into the back of a pew

Brianna pulled her sawed-off shotgun from her runner’s pack, leveled, aiht Drake in thehole, like a sinkhole

Drake reached with his tentacle to feel the hole He stuck the end of his whip hand into his own destroyed h the back of his head and waved at Brianna

Drake h if he’d had tongue and teeth and lips

Brianna dropped back a few feet

Drake’s face seemed to melt and re-forht,out of the shredded flesh to find places in newly reshaped gu fro from a cello she’d found She’d wrapped the ends around short pieces of wood to for to do to me at the power plant, rerew inside the still-gaping hole of his mouth

"Oh, sorry, you can’t really chitchat, can you?" Brianna taunted "Well, the thing is, whether it’sinto a wire at two hundredinto you at two hundred arrote and was behind Drake before he could blink The ent around Drake’s neck as she was still running The wire bit and sliced, and she felt a powerful jerk in her hands that tore one handle froh neck bone

Drake’s head fell It hit the stone floor hard, and rolled onto its side, rocked a few tiht, turned, raced back, threw the loose end of the wire around Drake’s waist, caught the handle, and gripped with all her strength as she backpedaled at super speed