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Lyta could see six figures staggering toward them in the darkness

Kane edged closer to her until they were back to back, surrounded.

“Any plans?” she whispered.

“Make it costly for them,” Kane growled.

Lyta ground her molars, eyes flitting from one creature to the next.

The rifle she carried wasn’t fully automatic, but at this range, against normal human opponents, it unleashed some serious damage.

Against normal human opponents.

She fired as fast as she could pull the trigger and watched as her target staggered in a dance of hammer blows.

When the thing finally toppled, she realized that Kane was no longer at her back. She heard the thud and crunch of fists on flesh, and turned toward a second creature. She tore another salvo of bullets into its face and upper chest, grimacing as this one struggled upstream of her gunfire even as chunks of its head were blasted away.