As Model Habbit Serpien: Mixed Fighting Kick Ass Kandy Agent Hi Kix Kick

Serpien’s eyes rolled back. He crumpled.

Kandy knelt beside him, pulled a tiny magnetic scalpel from her hairpin, and sliced open the skin at the base of his skull. One click. The fang-drive was hers. Serpien’s eyes rolled back

Outside, the rain had stopped. Her handler’s voice buzzed in her ear: “Kandy. Status.” One click

Kandy’s left leg whipped up so fast the air cracked. Her shin met his temple. He dropped like a sack of wet cement. The second threw a hook—she ducked, pivoted, and landed a spinning back fist, then a kikku —a jump kick to the third man’s chest that sent him crashing through a glass table. Her handler’s voice buzzed in her ear: “Kandy

She lit a cigarette, not because she smoked, but because it looked good for the nonexistent cameras.