Before she knew it, her arms and legs were moving out of her control.
Her right arm first struck his bare chest as hard as she could. The next, her left arm, was thrown at his jaw, sending his head slightly to the left.
The hits kept coming, each one growing zaidi and zaidi with intensity. ngome did as he alisema he would. He stood there, still with no movements to block the blows. The only sounds he made were muffled grunts au groans that resulted from a severe blow.
Beckett continued the blows, and after a dakika she started speaking. Suddenly, the walls just crashed down and she let everything...
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