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Mihos stepped into that realization with ruthless timing and drove his elbow toward Sekhmet's temple. Sekhmet ducked and turned his body, taking the blow across the upper shoulder instead of the head.
The pain rang through the joint. He answered with a short range strike to Mihos's sternum, followed immediately by a blood hardened edge from the other hand aimed low for the liver.
Mihos blocked one, took the other, and smiled again.
That smile was beginning to piss Sekhmet off. Anger had uses if kept leashed.
They separated at barely a pace. Then closed in again.
This time the force of the exchange became obvious to everyone watching.
