She turned on the lad with her, who was visibly relieved. She used his own gun against him, a method that was occasionally cleaner than slitting throats when she got it right. 1. Were I to let you go, you'd say I feared you. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. I suppose that shocks one’s ideas. His hair flew out from the sides of his head like black bats from a belfry, it was unruly and long.
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