Chapter 11-3

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Valeth was standing with one knee raised, one hand above her head in some kind of stance that almost certainly belonged to one of the strange martial art forms to arise from this planet. The woman broke into a spring. Curling her legs up against her chest, Jena sprang off the ground and landed on her feet. She brought both fists up in a boxer's stance just before her opponent drew near. Valeth threw a punch. Jena leaned back, catching the woman's wrist in one hand. The other fist came at her quickly, but Jena caught that too. A little effort, and she was able to fling the woman's arms apart, leaving her open. Jena punched her in the nose, drawing blood on impact. She stepped forward and delivered an uppercut to Valeth's stomach, one that landed with enough force to lift the woman off h

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