“But hey, at least this time it wasn’t personal. He just hated me because I was a Heretic, not for anything particularly unique. Although the fact that that was kind of an upgrade was a bit sad.”
Agreed. It is sad that someone wanting to murder you just because of what you are is an upgrade to everything else.
The last major fight that I’d gotten into had been at the Wonderland mall. In that case, there had been a lot more room to maneuver than there was in this little classroom, crowded as it was with so many desks and tables. It might have been a good place to learn in (as far as learning from a genocidal psychopath could be good), but it pretty much sucked as far as gladiatorial arenas went.
But I was learning how to improvise.
Hyde was fast. Wicked fast. Not so long ago, he would have taken me completely by surprise as he lunged clear across the classroom in a single leap. But now, well now I had the reflexes of a werewolf.
He was still at the start of his leap when I began to react. Pivoting on one foot, I hooked the end of my staff around the…
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