Ari’s smile dropped off her face in an instant.
He didn’t even get a chance to fight back…
She let go of the nail, sending the man’s lifeless body plummeting to the ground and turned around just in time to witness the other marine pull out a knife, take a swing at the boy and…
Ari froze in place as she watched an enormous grey wing unfold from under the boy’s cape and snap towards the guard’s head with such impressive speed and force that her brain could barely process it. Enamoured by the sight, she stared at the wing, unable to look away.
Moments later, she snapped out of it when she saw the kid waver and almost collapse to the ground and the marine cowardly go running towards the woods. Her surprise turned to burning rage.
This coward was not getting away.
She took a wide stance, right foot in front, hastily unclipped her metal bat from her belt, tightly wrapping her fingers around the handle, and swung it around, winding it up behind her head as far as she could, her back arched behind and shoulder twisted around. All her muscles tensed to their limit, her entire body focused on one motion. Her arm and torso snapped forward, her centre of mass shifting forth, her fingers letting go of the handle and sending the heavy iron bar hurtling toward the man’s legs.
Immediately Ari used the forward motion created by the throw to come charging after the marine.