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... ill on the floor, clutching his bleeding thigh and muttering curses at her like rabid poison leaking from a dying beast.
"Grab her!" he hissed with a voice that broke from pain.
Three more Helena women rushed in, and Danielle spun away, slicing at the air just enough to keep them cautious.
She dropped low, rolled behind one of them, and kicked her knees from behind. The woman fell hard...
Another grabbed at Danielle’s hair. Danielle twisted with a snarl, drove her ...
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