widened as she focused on Roxy, then narrowed, and
she padded forward with lethal grace. Roxy wasn’t so
refined. She was perfectly happy to play down and
dirty, and that’s exactly what she did as she pulled the
pin on the fire extinguisher, aimed and squeezed.
White foam hit the fire genie full in the face. The
creature froze. Roxy jogged back half a dozen steps,
waiting to see the result of her handiwork. Xaphan’s
concubine swept her palms across her cheeks, coming
away with handfuls of chemical flame retardant. She
flicked it aside and stalked Roxy, a step forward for
each step back. She looked anything but happy. In fact,
she looked downright pissed.
Roxy kept up her retreat, the fire extinguisher
clutched before her. This was not going as planned.
Fuck. Fuck!She’d been so sure. So she’d taken a
risk, committed to the plan and it looked like her gamble hadn’t paid off.
Panting, she switched her grip on the heavy canister,
planning to use it as a club. Then the fire genie stopped
dead in her tracks and made a sound between a gasp
and a grunt. Her hands flew to her face, her palms clapping against her cheeks, her mouth a round O of horror.
Roxy actually took a frantic look over her shoulder to
see what terrifying apparition lurked behind her.
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But there was nothing there. It was the foam, she
realized as she turned back to her opponent. Looked
like her plan had worked after all, albeit with a slightly
delayed reaction; the foam was eating away at the fire
genie’s skin like acid.
