Jonah crouched holding a small twig in one hand, one of his batons in the other. He glanced at Terrence, who nodded. He looked over at Reena, who gave him a two-fingered wave.
Just has he suspected, the guy's head jerked up and he shot out of the chair. Jonah grabbed his chance, running straight at the guy. The man's attention shifted to him, utterly confused.
“Catch!” said Jonah sharply, and he threw his baton at his face. The guy succumbed to his natural reaction and raised his hands to catch what had been thrown at him, and Terrence ran in, delivering a vicious, ethereal-steel knuckle powered body jab to the gut that had just been exposed.
Jonah hoped that his expectations were right, and they were; Terrence had tagged the guy in the gut so hard that he knocked the breath out of him,
