Chapter 211 – I am a Banker, Not a Victim
"I—what—" Lux rubbed a hand through his hair. "I thought you were a banker!"
"I am a banker. I'm just not a victim."
Before he could recover, Mira lifted the other tongfa and pointed it over his shoulder.
Bang!
A second shot screamed past him—and struck another rat mid-jump, splattering its tiny, malformed head like a rotted melon.
"I analyzed their movement patterns," she said, calmly, like she was reciting stock prices. "They're weak. Agile. But clumsy in swarms. Their jump arc is predictable and their eyes can't handle shifting lights."
"You analyzed them?"
"Of course I did. I'm not about to stand around while you make a blood fountain."
Lux just stared.
Then slowly grinned, wolfish and stunned.
"I need to give you a long explanation after this."
Mira flicked her tongfas into a defensive stance. "You will."
Another screech sounded behind her.
Lux's eyes widened—too close.
He didn't think.
He just moved.
