Jay - Smashing in some faeries

"Jay! Your bat!"

Makepeace drew back his arm and threw Jay's baseball bat. The throw couldn't have been more accurate despite the awkward distribution of weight, a perfect parabolic arc—a football pass.

Jay tossed Flanz-le-Flore aside and caught the bat to immediately slam it into the first wolf that lunged at him. The bat might as well have been a sword, it ate into the wolf's side and left it reeling and rolling with an exposed ribcage steaming the smell of charred flesh. Wildly he whipped the bat behind him expecting an attack from his blind spot and barely missed a wolf that danced back to keep out of his range. A third wolf fell, seemingly for no reason, until four burning spots appeared where small metal pins stuck out, and then Makepeace and Sansaime were there.

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[9] The Same Wrong Even More Ruthlessly