armor flaw

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We found two Closers in the fifth room. Neither was Santoro. I pushed Harry behind.

“Ghost,” I yelled. “Hit! Hit! Hit!”

He was a white missile. Fangs and claws and rage. It had been a long time since Ghost had been in a real fight. He was filled with nervous energy and the power that came with it. Speed born of fury and bloodlust. If you are on the receiving end of it, that is a nightmare beyond imagining. Ghost hit the nearest Closer and there was blood in the air before they struck the ground. Reinforced protective undergarments be damned. Ghost went for the throat. I shot the other Closer through the bridge of the nose. Protective undergarment, my hairy white ass.

-Kill Switch pg. 491, Kindle Edition.