Chapter Two (Traveller series 3)(6)
One, two, three, four.
Dodging something that landed on her left with a thud, and then sprinting away towards the voice—
Five, six, seven, eight, nine.
Spinning away like a dancer from a sharp object that flew at an incredible speed which buried itself with a low ‘zing’ on the floor—
Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen.
Cecy felt her anger waning as she jumped sideways, avoiding yet another deadly high-speed projectile—

Fourteen, fifteen.
As the anger gradually made way for clearness of mind, she looked around, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
She saw the handle of an axe, its point half buried in the white floor.
Her eyes travelled to the bullet, rolling across the ground, leaving a smoking black trail of ash where it probably have lit on fire automatically from the speed of its launch.
Then her eyes reached the other bullet, still silently buried with only the tip showing, on the floor between the other two.

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