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Once I was transported to their client, I’d have less chance to get away.

A large, uncouth hand grabbed me. I kept my heartbeat even and my breathing weak. Then I was half-lifted, a man’s hot breath tickling the side of my neck.

It was now or never.

I jerked my head backward with brutal force, smashing my iron helmet into Brad’s head, bashing his face in.

Sy giggled at the sickening sound of bones being crushed. Bringing out our bad side never worked well for our opponents.

The big man went down to the hard ground with a thud. I’d killed him with one strike, thanks to the combined strength of Sy and me and that iron helmet.

“Fuck!” the mage ringleader cursed.

“Put her down!” the third man barked.

A mistake on their part. Their voices betrayed where they were. They weren’t rookies, but they’d forgotten how dangerous I could be since I didn’t look it. I never looked it until I became it.

I leapt and spun forty-five degrees—the weight of the chains was nothing to me—and wrapped them around the mage ringleader’s neck in a blurry motion.

Sy’s super hearing picked up a movement coming in my direction—the sound of a blade sailing in the air and slashing toward me.

I was faster than a vampire. I was faster than a shifter. Mages stood no chance.

I wheeled the struggling mage woman in front of me as a shield. Her scream came a second later as a blade entered her flesh. Her comrade let out a grim curse.

She’d have been dead soon even without being knifed. She’d be strangled to death. Her friend had only quickened her demise.

There was no better option for her.

She made her bed when she came for us, Sy said vengefully.

One bad decision is all it takes, I told her.

Quickly, I released the chains from around the dead woman’s neck, not wanting to be dragged down by her.

I gathered the chains and lifted my foot, since the long chain strung my wrist and ankle together, ready to fling the chains at the last standing man in the room. I planned to disarm him first. My iron helmet would be a secondary weapon when I struck him. It depended on how he moved, and then I’d respond accordingly and aggressively.

Suddenly a series of explosions went off somewhere. The room rocked.

Shit! This place was going to collapse. The last thing I wanted was to be buried alive in a dungeon.

Shit! Sy agreed, staying on high alert.

The sound of rushing footfalls, battle, and more explosions sounded everywhere at once.

I hurled the chains at the remaining kidnapper, only to hit an empty space.

Fuck, that coward had fled.

With no enemy to engage with, I charged toward the door blindly.

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Barbie

Hell broke loose. I stumbled along what I guessed must be a long hallway like a blind fly, yanking my chains with me.

I tried to run in the opposite direction from all the shouting and battle sounds, but they were all over the place. Someone had broken into the facility, but I didn’t know if they were a friendly force or foes.

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