As a precaution, Clara focused on slowing time around her. She was still feeling off, and suspected it might counteract those cat-like reflexes. I wonder if she always lands on her feet?
To make things interesting, Clara unfurled her wings. Sure it was a stereotype that cats enjoyed hunting small birds, but what did she have to lose? Most birds are not armed with a rapier and nine-millimetre…
“Here kitty, kitty,” Clara taunted.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from The Van Helsing Impetus is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.