“No!” Jack and Amadee both yelled, charing Johnny from different angles.
Johnny aimed a pistol at each of them. Suddenly whipping his wrists, he opened fire, and instantly, Jack took a hit to the knee that made his leg buckle.
He tripped and fell with acute pain shooting through his entire body. He had never experienced anything like it. It was hard to focus his senses, but he saw Amadee engaging Johnny close range, lunging for a clothesline. Johnny ducked under and spun around in a dance step, unloading both pistols into her back.
She staggered with the hits, regained her footing, and then chuckled loudly as she turned around to strike. Johnny shot again, but Amadee caught the bullets with her left shield and followed up with a right jab. Johnny smacked it aside with one hand and broug
