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He doubted the other two, hanging back now, wouldnt join in if they could help their monstrous buddy.
A baton and a balisong against nunchaku, sword, spear, and bullwhip. One man against three towering sadistic genetic monsters.
Piggy-face want some action? taunted the intruder-from-the-surface. Or is Piggy-face John Ross man afraid of me? Rockson thought brooklynrail web site net
taunt too simple, but Nunchaku-man responded with anger. And anger makes one too impulsive. The worst thing to be in a fight to the death. Rockson let his attacker make the first move. The snarling mass of exomorphic madness stepped John Ross into Rocksons defensive circle. He held the nunchaku by one stick, swung veronica lake
other over his head and then forward with a whoosh, intending to break Rocksons cranium to shards. Rockson brought his baton up. The steel rod, by the flick of a recessed button, suddenly exploded John Ross out from both ends, to three times its ten-inch length. The extended weapon met the nunchaku chain. The veronica lake
intended to smash Rocks skull swished by his nose several times in an instant. Rock had entangled the mans weapon for good. Now Rockson, taking either end of John Ross the long baton in his steely grip, pulled with all the tensile strength his mutant muscles could deliver. He twisted to the side, yanked georgia lottery
attacker past him. Then Rock made him pay for his anger. Any ordinary knife, even a huge bowie, would have been useless John Ross in this situation. The balisong, an ancient dual-handled butterfly knife of Filipino design, could be quickly drawn and opened. Rockson let go of one end of the baton, continuing to veronica lake
his opponent past. Nunchaku-man wasnt bright enough to let go of his now useless, entangled John Ross weapon and roll away. He struggled. Rock used his free hand to pull the balisong from his belt crosshand, and with the same hand opened it. Then he delivered the blade into the back of the mans skull, virginia unemployment
into the spinal cord with a sickening snap, and John Ross twisting the thin cold blade. The blood ozzed out the open wound as the body sagged. The cries of encouragement from the other two fighters became that of startled outrage now. One of their finest was gone within the flash of an eye. shannon burke
could hardly believe John Ross it, judging from their wide eyes and their backing off a few feet. Just enough pause in the action for Rockson to slip the baton from the nunchakus and get ahold of the dead enemys weapon of choice. Then the remaining two re.
