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And he was ripped back by Merc 4

Missed it by that much

Merc 4 was doing an ad the life froes of his vision were any indication, Peirce had about ten seconds to break the bastard’s hold

He slah Just the ribs on that one

Eightseven

Another elbow, this time lower It sunk into the soft flesh of the side and the runted

Fivefour

Peirce jabbed back as hard as he could This tiht drop and twist, a quick throw, and the man was stretched out on the road, unconscious

Wow, the world’s spinning

He staggered to his feet, intent on reaching E her down if Stone had taken her—

He turned right into Stone hily triumphant expression on his face

He heard Emma’s choked sob and saw Stone look down

He realised that the bastard had sunk his cane-sword partway into his side, right in the middle of all those lovely bite marks

Fuck

There were two options: fight with a freaking sword tip tickling his vitals, or play dead