Jenn was dealing with the troops in the back, even as Jon was dealing with those in the front. She could feel their fanaticism in her mind, and it disgusted her.
"Alien bitch!" one snarled, firing his weapon. The bullets stung, like the sting of an insect, but she held her ground, reaching out to crush the gun with her bare hands.
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