Toxic Gravity

Harper's eyes were ice-cold. She swept her left axe horizontally, the razor-sharp edge carving straight for the man's wrist. It was a brutally savage gambit: she was willing to eat the punch to sever his hand.

The man's eye twitched. He didn't dare take the trade. He violently aborted the punch, pushing off his back foot to leap backward in a scrambling retreat.

The fight instantly escalated into