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AS THE MAN LUNGED for her, Morgan stepped back and used the staff to smash the exhibition case next to her, sending shards of glass flying. Momentarily blinded, he raised his hands to his face. Morgan used the rounded end of the staff to thrust at his throat with a lightning-fast movement. She forced herself to hold back at the last moment, with the realization that she didn’t want to kill the man, only leave him incapacitated.
The man’s face was a mix of surprise and terror, his eyes wide. He gasped for breath, one hand clutching at the broken edges of the display case, blood staining the ancient artifacts. His throat was already visibly swelling and bruising.
Morgan waited with the staff raised, ready to knock him down, but he slumped to the floor, chest heaving as he tried to draw
