Swiip!
The wind hit me from three directions simultaneously.
Their authority was concentrated into rotating blades that came from the left, above, and directly ahead in a coordinated sequence, with maybe two inches of gap between each arrival.
They'd been practicing the timing.
'Tighter than last week,' I noted, dropping below the left blade and letting the overhead one pass through the space where my torso had been a half-second prior.
The third one I caught on Midnight's flat, the impact ringing up my forearm with enough force to push me back two full steps across the reinforced stone.
My boots ground against the platform.
"Much better."
"Don't compliment us yet," Ruli shot back from somewhere in the compressed current above me.
I looked up.
She wasn't there anymore.
'Behind me.'
FWOOOOOOM!
