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There
,
with
one
leg
still
lifted
in
the
air
,
stood
a
gunmetal
red
Jacket
.
Rita
!
Maybe
she
had
knocked
me
out
of
the
way
of
an
attack
I
hadn
’
t
seen
coming
,
or
maybe
I
’
d
gotten
in
her
way
.
But
she
had
definitely
been
the
one
who
sent
me
careening
across
the
ground
.
What
the
hell
…
?
The
red
Jacket
crouched
and
charged
.
The
axe
blade
was
a
gleaming
razor
’
s
edge
.
I
surrendered
my
body
to
the
battle
.
One
hundred
fifty
-
nine
loops
had
trained
it
to
move
with
ease
,
and
it
did
.
The
first
strike
came
from
the
side
,
missing
me
by
a
hair
’
s
breadth
.
I
deflected
the
second
,
a
vicious
overhand
swing
,
with
the
haft
of
my
axe
.
Before
the
third
swing
could
come
,
I
leapt
out
of
harm
’
s
way
and
put
some
distance
between
us
.
I
caught
my
breath
and
the
reality
of
the
situation
sank
in
.
"
What
the
fuck
are
you
doing
?
"
Rita
walked
slowly
toward
me
,
battle
axe
swinging
low
,
almost
brushing
the
ground
.
She
stopped
,
and
her
voice
crackled
over
the
comm
link
.
Her
high
,
delicate
voice
,
so
out
of
place
on
the
battlefield
:
"
What
’
s
it
look
like
I
’
m
doing
?
"
"
It
looks
like
you
’
re
trying
to
fucking
kill
me
!
"
