Translations:Codex: Eight Clicks/111/en

She giggled into the mask, which turned the noise into a staggered hiss. They had feminized her to weaken her, she assumed, but she was a hyena. She was probably stronger than she was as a guy. She stopped, her boots clicking together. She raised one arm, made a thick fist, and flexed. Beneath the black latex her muscles swelled lead-thick. A triumphant puff of saffron smoke spewed from her respirators.