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2-012 Defeat at hand

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The clone kicked the helpless Changeling across the floor, and then paused a moment to collect herself. As the Changeling staggered to her feet, her enemy charged her, delivering blow after blow, and then stabbed with her dark matter claws, almost damaging the Changeling’s coralite uniform/skin. The onslaught by the clone was unending; the few times the Changeling was able to retreat, Brenda shot coralite spears at the Changeling with equal power and density to the Changeling’s. While the Changeling responded by reinforcing and spreading her uniform over her entire body, the defense grew weaker and weaker. Brenda smashed the Changeling’s armor and began to cut through with her claws. Each time she drove her nails deep into the Changeling’s weary body, a small amount of dark matter remained and circulated through her body, bonding with her molecules and disorganizing them. Soon the Changeling’s coralite uniform had grown dull and lost its luster. Trying to catch her breath as Brenda prepared for another attack, she pondered, “It’s like something in this room, it’s drawing my power. Uhh, sapping me, but what could it be?” She groaned as Brenda hammered her armor again. “Wait, how stupid of me – aside from the dark matter, that shaft above us has some type of electromagnetic resonance generator. Every time I go under it I feel like a truck hit me. And that bitch Annika knows mother’s molecular structure – and mine too.”



Just then she was hit hard on her left hip. Her uniform seemed to bubble and her body actually liquefied and splashed while the clone leaned deep and hard into her. In triumph, the Brenda clone exclaimed, “Apparently, mother is stronger than daughter. Time to put this to an end.”



Grimacing in pain and weakened by the loss of liquid, the Changeling nevertheless performed a ragged back flip, arms flailing. She lost her balance as she landed, screaming briefly as she overcame the pain and regained her feet. With her last energy, she launched two plumes of coralite metal at Brenda from her hands, encasing her foe in a thick, metallic coating. Exhausted by the effort, she collapsed to her knees, and her uniform shrank to a small one-piece covering as she lost the ability to control the appearance of her limbs. Then she heard Brenda’s shell crack. A moment later, the shell exploded and rained the chamber with shrapnel. Many pieces hit the Changeling, who fell to the floor, moaning.



Brenda stood over her, smirking. “Nice try, now it’s my turn.”



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