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flew by me, but my eyes were able to track it well enough for me to reach out and grab ahold of his wrist. With everything I had in me, I yanked him back, throwing him into the nearest cement column. Pieces of it crumbled and fell to the ground. His face contorted into pure rage. He quickly righted himself and charged me.
    Unable to dodge his advance, he barreled into me like a freight train, our arms locked to one another’s as he pushed me backward. I dug my feet in but they slid across the concrete, easily turning it into gravel. I couldn’t get traction under the loose rock, and Shane used the momentum to throw me off balance while he landed a jab to my face. I stumbled, and that slight fault cost me.
    He came to my side and kicked my ribs with all his strength. Gavin’s strength. My ribs shattered, and I was thrown several feet, skidding across the smooth cement. By the time I sat up, my ribs were only bruised instead of broken, but the pain was still present. I stood cautiously, and it was immediately reduced to a dull ache.
    “Come on, baby. I thought playing with you would be more fun,” he taunted from the shadows.
    He came at me again from behind, knocking me into a pillar. Its surface crumbled under my impact. I heard him sneak up behind me, but my fist was already swinging by the time he could make contact with his own punch. It was a direct hit to his nose, and I used that slight advantage to lay into him repeatedly. Striking with both fists and feet, I reduced him to a bloody pulp and plowed through three columns in the process.
    When I neared his battered form, I prepared for another kick, but he spun quickly, throwing rock debris into my face. Blinking freed most of the dirt from my eyes, but he was already striking out again. It was no use having my vision back when my eyes were swollen shut from his blows. His hands clamped down on my sides and the feeling of weightlessness replaced gravity, followed by the crunching of my bones upon collision with a stone wall.
    The running total of demolished pillars was unknown at this point, but I was sure the structural integrity of the building had been compromised about ten broken bones ago. It was only a matter of time before we were all buried under a pile of rubble and mangled steel. I had to get Gavin out soon.
    His heart was still beating at a slow but steady pace, and I glanced over to see him hanging limply.
    Shane snuck around and stood above me on the pile of debris behind my head. The tread of his boot drew dangerously close to my face. I snaked an arm out, grabbing a handful of his jeans, and yanked him down next to me. I rolled over with a firm grip on his shirt collar.
    My knuckles ached from delivering a continuous stream of hits. My hair had fallen completely free of the ponytail holder that restrained it. It cascaded around my face, making it more difficult to see where my punches were landing.
    I grabbed Shane’s beaten body and flung it as hard as I could. The resulting crash preceded a loud cracking sound. I glanced up at the ceiling to witness a fissure splintering across the middle. This place couldn’t handle much more abuse. I needed to end this quickly, one way or another.
    Reaching into my boot, I pulled the pilfered stake free and raced over to hide in the shadow of one of the few columns that remained. I glanced over at Gavin, who was now a mere thirty feet from me. I looked back at the exit and tried planning an escape. Shane stepped in front of me, blocking my view of Gavin.
    He looked straight at me. “Come on, baby. Don’t quit on me now. I thought we were having fun.”
    “Who said anything about quitting?” I asked, gripping the stake tighter.
    The small movement drew his attention and he tsked me. “You’re bringing weapons into this. I thought you were better than that. Where did you even find one on short notice?”
    “Stole it from your girlfriend, actually,” I said, taking a step closer.
    “Where is Emily?” he