Jenny had managed to corner the biped. This one did act a bit vicious toward her, but since his comrades deserted him she could sense that his courage was beginning to fade. If she pivoted herself around the room, she could let him escape without touching him. With a few twerks of her buttocks squashing the central lights, she pivoted herself so that her tail was facing away from the door, knocking over a few metal cylinders in the process. The biped had a free run. But instead of fleeing, it made straight for her tail with its stick. Jenny’s pain turned to anger. With a whack of her tail, she hit a cylinder off the floor straight into the biped’s head, who fell to the floor instantly. Jenny rolled off the table and landed straight on top of him. The whole room shook and a sharp crack echoed around it.
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