Michael burst into a dash.
His vision tunneled for a second. He circled around his two opponents faster than Hannah’s hair managed to, and then stepped in behind Tom before her hair could close in on him.
Tom was flinching, unfocused, but it got much worse when Michael punched him on the left side, hoping to hit a kidney. It got even worse for Tom when he pulled the shoulder to turn him around enough that Michael could sink a dozen punches into his stomach.
Tom’s suit started flashing, his eyes near rolling back from his nervous system’s attempt to process what had happened to him.
Hannah was quick, however. Michael tried to run out before she noticed Tom was down, but his leg had already been caught.
“Damn speedy--!” Hannah snarled.
Her hair curled around Michael’s legs and waist, f
