Thirty-Four
Miranda’s axe bit deeply into the throat of the freak about to sink her teeth into Lieutenant Anderson’s neck. She wrenched the axe free, lifting it high before bringing it down on the head of another freak, cleaving his skull in two. The axe stuck in the wreckage of flesh and bone. A freak dived at her legs, knocking her flying, the force wrenching her axe free.
Still falling, she twisted her body and kicked, sending the freak reeling even as she sprang upright and regained her footing. She took off his head in one blow, sidestepping his fallen body. Another freak loped toward her and she hefted her axe, bracing her body for impact.
A shrill whistle rent the air. The freak’s face went slack and he bolted down the street, away from the fight. Other freaks raced after him, ig
