Another goblin darted in from the left.
Jagger met it with a shorter step and a cleaner line this time. Jane's Bowie knife flashed first, slicing across the face to blind. The Scavenger Fang followed a heartbeat later, punching up under the ribs. He turned through the strike instead of overcommitting to it, used the creature's own momentum, and sent it spinning into a stained concrete wall. Before the body hit the ground, his eyes were already tracking the next movement.
'There,' Ophilia said.
'Take the throat,' Zumthor answered.
A ghoul sprang from a shattered stairwell railing above them, claws spread, spine bent wrong.
