The sentry swung his baton madly at Randal’s head. The Special saw it coming and turned, pulling away. It was all he could do to avoid the blow to his skull and take it on his shoulder. The baton slammed into him, and his entire left arm went numb. The baton slipped from Randal’s grip, falling to the stone floor, his arm limp.

To garner some time, Ran returned attack with a jab from his remaining baton. The guard knocked it aside.

Unwilling to give up his advantage, the guard attacked again, coming at Ran harder and faster than ever.