THE MINIATURE WOLF
I wasted no time shifting my hips back in time to plant my feet along the man's pelvic bone, using my arms to lift him enough to throw him over me, or so he thought.
Once his balance tipped over past the point of no return, I leveraged my one elbow against the ground, digging it into the sand. Changing my body once again, I altered my hips once more, along with my lower back, to change my center of gravity. My legs automatically came around, helping me roll sideways. With effort, I pushed against the man, feeling the sand slide beneath me, barely managing to shove the guy sideways.
The second guy, who was smaller, wirier, but still well-defined and older, had to suddenly work around his comp
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