Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),
Approaching four fifths complete.
First Impression: Well she went into combat mode fast. Seems a bit too powerful there unless ther's something in her backstory that we don't yet know about.
Anyway let's get right to it,
I grit my teeth against the sting of the dagger, cursing my position. Had she not brought the dagger, I would have taken her on. I wouldn't be here right now.
Kat's arm must be killing her to hold a dagger in one place like that for so long.
"Get up, traitor. We're almost there."
I make myself move and we resume our former pattern; she pokes her dagger between my shoulder blades and I rigidly walk, trying not to scream from pain and anger.
Well if you want the readers to hate Kat I think you've succeeded by now.
She reaches behind her back and unfastens a pistol from her holster and hands it over. I watch openmouthed as she reaches into her flaming hair to draw out a pair of unusually sharp sticks and tosses them at the guard's feet, then takes off the metal cuffs at her wrists and adds them to the growing pile.
Well that is a ridiculous amount of weaponry there.
Also I just realized. Did they actually walk all this way?
At that statement, several things click in my mind. My foot getting stuck in the tunnel; the strange red light; Kyre's talent in hacking; the Government erasing his sister. The woman is looking for Kyre because he hacked Government files looking for his sister. The realization must have shown on my face because the woman's eyes narrow. My back involuntarily stiffens.
Well that was an unfortunate lock to have on her face at that point in time.
Light briefly shines into the room as four guards rush into the room. At me. My scream is muffled by a rough cloth tied over my mouth. My martial arts training kicks in and I punch the attacker in the solar plexus. He doubles over, and I drive my knee into his ribs. The cracks are strangely quiet under the roar of pounding blood in my ears. Adrenaline pulses through me as I whirl around and catch a second guard with a roundhouse kick. She stumbles backward and I drive my fingers, ever so slightly bent, into her throat. Red stains them and she collapses, gasping for breath. I see a dark silhouette at my left and drive my fist towards it, continuing with the momentum and pushing my elbow into the guard's chest. I follow it with a hard kick. My left hand pulses with pain. He falls against the wall, and I can feel the thud as he hits the ground.
Well that is some crazy good fighting from her. She seems like a trained superhero at this point though especially considering she is going up against guards that are there in a time that is meant to be high security. So either she had Batman or something as her martial arts teacher or this is slightly overpowered to have her, a thin underfed girl, take out four highly trained guards.
A hand pushes a cloth over my nose and pushes my jaw closed. A sickly sweet scent drifts into my nose and my mind goes blank. Darkness closes around my vision and my eyelids feel heavy. Against my will, my fists uncurl and my body hangs limp in the guard's arms.
Well usually you see like circles before your eyes slowly spinning up in speed till there's darkness when most such drugs are used but I guess this works.
And that's it.
Overall: Another great chapter. That fight scene although a bit unrealistic considering the physical state that Ashe is in, is really well written and paced very well. It's easy to follow. Only thing is that it's a little too one note with her dominating the entire time throughout the fight. Usually a fight scene need a little back and forth to spice it up a bit unless of course you're trying to convey something like helplessness or super strength and I don't think you were going for either of those here.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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