Timothy would say they are slower. Take advantage of that. Separate them and take them off one by one.
“Come on, Jessica, let’s show them what we’ve got,” Audrey roared.
Those watching cheered.
Audrey activated her wheelchair toppling device and began a large arc around the arena. Jessica did likewise. Cian took the bait, charging after her. “I’m going to cut you up, bitch!”
Those in the centre were laughing with each other, oblivious to the danger they now faced.
Audrey now veered towards the centre. One of her opponent’s hadn`’t even moved. She careered into the back of his chair without slowing, flipping it to cries of pain.
Thrills of excitement flowed through her body.
Seconds later, more cries of pain. Jessica’s stabbing device had made contact.
All, apart from Cian, now retreated apart from his comrade, crying on the stone surface.
“Have you something else you wish to say, Cian?” Their two battlechairs were now approaching his. His clenched jaw and crimson face were replaced by wide eyes and pulled together eyebrows.
“Stoop thhiiss noow!” It was Oreus.
“He started this. We deserve our chance to finish it,” Jessica shouted out, full of invective. Audrey looked at her, nodding her approval.”
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