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I put my hand out into the air and pulled my sword from it. “You don’t know what I’m doing, Dog.”

Hell, I don't know what I'm doing.

He bared his teeth at me, which was very impressive.

I bared mine back at him, which he didn’t find as funny as I did, and launched through the air.

His body was long, and his ebony fur shimmered in the moonlight, but it was his teeth coming at me that drew most of my attention.

I wielded the sword outward, nipping his shoulder, but he easily rolled like someone out of a martial arts movie.

Before I could turn, he leaped forward and took my shoulder into his jaw. I bit back the pain as I turned, his teeth digging deeper into my flesh, and slammed my elbow onto his back.

He jumped away, shaking his head and whimpering slightly at the force of the blow.

It pissed him off. He leaped so fast that I stumbled backward onto the ground, and his teeth clamped inches from my face.

Kicking upward, I pushed him off, pulling that strength I needed in time to slice him in the shoulder with my sword.

Sticky liquid oozed out of him and matted into his fur.

He didn’t seem bothered by it.

“Did you get on Deidamia’s bad side too?” I asked, bracing my sword in front of me and watching his footsteps as he paced back and forth. “Did she turn you into a dog for stealing? For breaking her nonexistent heart?”

He jumped toward me but kept his distance.

“Brother? Did you grow up with the witch—”

“Stop it!” he said as he jumped forward, and I nipped him with the edge of my sword.

He tucked his paw toward his chest and wobbled on three legs, still protecting the castle while I easily sliced him with every attempt at biting me.

Until he stopped.

For a brief moment, I felt the urge to kill him.

Put him out of his misery.

Then he laid down and rolled over onto his back in surrender. I kept my sword at my side.

I didn’t trust anything that Deidamia called a friend.

Maybe she didn’t call him a friend.

Maybe this was his eternal punishment to protect this godawful piece of real estate.

“I’m sorry,” I mumbled, feeling sorry for the beast.

“Don’t apologize. Deidamia won't let you leave this castle. You’ll regret coming here.”

I slid the sword back into the air and glanced at the castle behind me. “I regretted this the moment I agreed to come. Though,” I said, turning to face away from him, “I’m not afraid of Deidamia. She made me immortal, and she’s going to regret the day she met me.”

I walked toward the front gate of the castle.

Moats circled the castle, and a brick bridge led me toward the front doors. She’d be stupid to leave them open, and I knew that Deidamia was not that, so I walked alongside the building, my fingers touching the brick and eyeing each window as I passed.

The lowest one wasn't that low.

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