Or Amy would have, but her fist stopped a hairsbreadth from Katima's face. Alerron, in the moment between thought and action, had moved from behind the girl, and to her side, catching her fist.
Amy then made the mistake of reacting to Alerron's presence, and swung at him. The next sound was the sound of impact, followed by the shattering of bone.
Amy screamed and collapsed, clutching her hand. Alerron looked down upon her as though she were a slow child finally understanding that, yes, fire is hot. He looked at the other girl.
"Let her go, or I will break you on purpose." he tells the other girl, steel in his voice.
"HEY FUCKER! DON'T YOU TOUCH HER!" comes a new, deep voice.
Twelve young men are marching toward Alerron, all full of youthful swagger and eyes of hate.
Katima recognizes this as the Coast City High School Football team.
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