Chapter 422 - So Be It

Lay didn't move laterally. She dropped beneath both blades instead, her knees folding in a controlled collapse that took her body below the level of Kori's strikes, and from the bottom of that fall her legs extended in a spinning sweep that forced Kori to jump clear as the kick whistled across the rooftop a centimeter from her ankles. By the time Kori's boots landed again, Lay was already rising out of the sweep, the rotation carrying upward through her hips and into a chambered right hand, the swing arriving at Kori's neck before Kori's stance had finished resetting. Kori's left forearm came up to catch the wrist mid-strike, bone against bone in a thunderous crack, her other hand already turning inward to drive her knuckle toward Lay's exposed ribs.