10,000 A.D..

     10K.

     Niki whipped out her laser blade.

     "I want to see if any of our shit works," she said.

     Her laser blade flicked on.

     "Cool."

     That's all she had a chance to say before those with laser ​whips came at her.

     The ceiling of that warehouse, or whatever the hell it was, was low enough so that Niki and Trevor couldn't use their anti-grav sneakers to just zip up and away. They could still rise on their anti-gravs, though, and that helped them dodge those damned zizzing whips. 

     They pointed at the chest of four of their attackers and sent their stun-lines zipping from their wrists.

     The four fell like rag dolls.

     Others came at Niki and Trevor with their whips. The duo dodged them easily enough. They'd both been trained by the Azure, the most respected military presence in the multiverse. 

     I want one of those whips, Niki thought. She feinted, then rolled to snatch one up that a stunned assailant had dropped.

     Once back on her feet, she had the laser whip in her hand and flicked on.

​     "Get one, Trevor!" she shouted.

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