Ouroboros Spine lxiv. if i promised to leave my gun at the door

They rushed forth, the women and their prey. Emerald eyes watched Sunman, darting from him and the chase. They were of the same mind, the two waiting in ambush, and Qadira's eyes narrowed as she prepared to rush. Not yet.

The women were drawing nearer, teeth snapping, and she could see the panic in their quarry's eyes, even from here. It's death would be swift — she would be it's end.