Coming Down

I like this book the best so far.

She took the hit and her new scaly hide blunted the blow enough to just a bare body contact. She kept moving, sidestepping the extended reach of the weapons in her opponent's hands with just the barest movements that she could feel the wind slicing in their paths.

"Understandable." "N" stands. "Do you like music?" I shrug; I've taken out my book at this point and am working on it, actively taking notes.