It was far harder trying not to kill, than it was to kill. His Spirit contributed a lot to the subtle method he used to knock the two Guardsmen out.
One fell off the moving automobile and was crushed beneath the wheels of the inexorable moving vehicle. That would not kill him, but if no one removed him from the path of the oncoming vehicles, he would be crushed to death. The flurry of activity, behind, assured him that it would not happen.
He pressed his hand against the metal door, and it sank in as if it were made from mud, and he dragged it sideways, ripping it away from the frame.
He had seen everything through his Spatial sight but seeing it once more with his eyes, brought a new wave of anger over him.
Diane was on all four with sweat running down her face, how mouth was open, and she was panting, her arms and legs were shivering, and tears were on her face. Now and then she gritted her teeth to stop any cries escaping her mouth.
