There was something inside her that she had never known was there until now, a ferocious sense of her right to be respected, to be left alone, to live. This creep hadn’t given to her the right to life, so he had no authority to take it from her. No one had given it to her, she’d been born with it, and this life was hers as long as she could defend it. Fighting for your life wasn’t just instinct, but also a duty, because life was a gift that came with a mission to fulfill. You were here for a purpose, and you needed to figure out what it was, and to let yourself be killed without a hell of a
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Nice shot Amity....that should drop him
