Sapphire Tal'Noth's Literatures

But she caught the piece of debris in her free hand, tossing the briefcase aside so that she could get her other hand on it too. They wrestled for a moment, and Shak snapped a cheeky jab at her throat. Her hand slipped through the metal, and her opponent twisted it, trapping her wrist. In the next second, she lifted her right foot high and brought it down in an axe kick to Shak’s forearm. There was a snap. Pain arced up her arm and earthed in her shoulder.