Together, Niki and Trevor rose into a huddle of club wielding people on anti-gravs.

     The first two people Trevor hit with his stun-lines dropped twenty feet for the ground. Some people below tried to break their fall, but it all became a bit of a tangled mess.

​     Then, people just got out of the way as even more bodies fell.

     Trevor and Niki went into 360 degree turns and rolls, spinning up down, every whichaway, while still dodging clubs and striking with their own weapons and fists.

     Trevor went with his laser knife, Niki her laser whip.

     The result: severed limbs and spurting blood. Damn. They'd hoped to avoid that level of violence, and now...

     Niki took another hit to the skull, just enough to knock her off balance and into defensive mode. People on anti-gravs had her surrounded. As she'd been trained, Niki drew into and became one with her deepest primal instincts, then attacked with whatever weapons she had available to her, stun-lines, laser blade, wrist blades, whichever of them seemed appropriate at the moment, and she managed to keep everyone at bay, but damn! that! hurt!

     Trevor took a club to the shoulder that, for a moment, paralyzed his left arm.

     "Fuck!" he screamed. He did that both because he wanted to yell and also to draw attention to his head so that the rest of his body could either recover or continue to fight.

     Someone came at Niki wielding two clubs more confidently than everyone else handled their one. Niki sliced chips and chunks from the woman's clubs, but she couldn't quite get to the woman herself. The woman did a nice feint. Her body language told Niki she was going for a power swing with one of her clubs, but then the woman, instead, clacked Niki in the jaw with an upward swing from the other one. That stunned Niki enough to allow the woman to swing on Niki with that first club she held. Niki dodged it, but not before it grazed her skull enough to make a second. louder, clack! sound.  

​     "Niki!"

     Trevor acted instinctively to his partner taking a clack! to the skull.

     He jetted for her, letting his guard down for a second fraction.

​     Three clubs struck him at once.  

     One club caught him in the upper leg. Lots of toughened muscle there. Not much pain.

     One caught him in the hip. More painful, but nothing to give much attention to.

​     That third one, though.

     You know.

     Right to the skull.

     Crack!

     Now that stunned him.

     He wobbled on his anti-gravs, then dropped into the gathered mob below.

     "No!"

     Niki'd had enough.

​     Rage engulfed her.

     She watched Trevor hit the ground, and she saw that he still breathed, and that's all she needed to know...

     for the moment.

     No more time to fuck around with the woman and her clubs. Niki shot a stun-line at the woman's torso. The woman had to be wearing some sort of protective padding because the stun-line didn't pierce but merely adhered.

     Niki called her stun-line back, drawing the woman to her, dodging the woman's clubs one last time.

     She then used the stun-line on her other wrist to sink its tip into the woman's neck.

     The woman dropped unconscious to the ground.

     Still twenty feet in the air, Niki shot stun-lines at people with one hand while using her laser whip to keep everyone at bay with the other. She saw clots of hovering people, and she dove right into the center of them wielding her laser knife and wrist blades. She saw blood, and she heard screaming, but she no longer gave a shit about any of that. She cut into people and sliced off limbs whenever and wherever she could.

     "Leave us alone!" she roared. "Just leave us the fuck alone!"

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