[Maxine's never been in this kind of danger and been unafraid. It's strange, sharp but clear, sterile. She could die like this. Right here. Right now.
Her arms stay tight over her head, and she kicks out at the girl's legs, grimacing with the pain of another impact that crunches down to bone. She has to knock her down. She has to get out of here.]
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Her arms stay tight over her head, and she kicks out at the girl's legs, grimacing with the pain of another impact that crunches down to bone. She has to knock her down. She has to get out of here.]