Chapter 17: Meeting Two Beauties

Finnley held a food takeout in one hand and tapped the code on the keypad with the other. The door clicked open into darkness. He was about to swing it shut when a sharp whoosh sliced through the air behind him. The gust, the angle, the intent, all of it aimed at his lower part. "Fuck!" Finnley's chest tightened. He spun, left arm cradling the food, right forearm dropping hard to block a sleek, deadly leg that cut toward him like a blade. No hesitation. That leg recoiled, and the other snapped...