Dodging

I dodged wildly as a scythe like claw lashed out at me with a speed that was blindingly fast. I’d slipped into the chamber, the same as I had with the others, but while the other two were already dead, this one was shockingly different. I’d come into the chamber to find its head turned one hundred and eighty degrees, facing behind it, and it was already prepared. Worse, it was much, much faster than any of the others that I’d seen. It was able to react before I did, and it was only my unnatural ability to bend my body that had kept me from being completely bisected.

 

It surprised me too that it was attacking rather than fleeing. I’d assumed that the Fae were a cowardly race, given their willingness to use proxies and their tendency to flee. This one seemed more than happy to engage me, and it was aggressive too.

 

***

 

I barely dodged a blade lunging for my head, by using my body’s lack of true bones to bend over backward, looking like someone in bullet time. It was a trick I’d learned from fighting Mannequin. His body was able to move in ways that human bodies couldn’t, and it had given me all kinds of ideas for fights using my own lack of limitations due to bodily form.

 

***

 

It made so much sense. I could simply change things in a couple of places, and I’d increase my reaction speed by a factor of eight. It wouldn’t help that much with my ground speed, but I suspected that the next time that I fought Mannequin he was in for a nasty surprise.

 

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Rain