Anna stood up with a sigh, scrubbing both hands over her face, running fingers through her hair. She blinked and tried to collect herself. “Stupid goons,” she muttered, nudging Seban’s unconscious body with her foot. “How many times am I going to have to teach you this lesson?”
The man was stretched out across the width of the alley with his head turned, his cheek pressed against the ground. She could already tell that he would soon have an ugly bruise around his nose. Idiots. There was always a smidgen of guilt whenever she won a fight like this, but she had to admit it wasn’t as severe this time. If anyone had it coming, it was these clowns.
She sensed a flicker of motion as Kez poked her head around the corner, peeking into the alley. “Wow!” the young woman exclaimed. “That was…”
Kez
