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Okay, so is he going to torture me now if I don’t go with him? Or is he going to come back for me later and kill my men?I don’t know, but the guy definitely seems to be unstable, and I don’t think he’s bluffing either way. All I know for sure is that I need my hand free to touch him with my energy, maybe kill him if I can the way I did with the rot monkeys. Then I need my leg free to put him down if I’m able to catch him off-guard with my magic in any way.
Okay, that’s the plan then. Catch him off-guard, get him on the ground, then run for my guys.
I don’t know how far away my guys are, or why I’ve suddenly taken to thinking of them asmy guys, but I breathe out slowly because I’m determined to see them again. And I’m going to use that determination to get free.
“Remember, peaceful. Quiet.” He brings his knife hand to his mouth. “Shh.” I nod, and he spins me toward the forest and presses his knife into my back, while he holds me by my shoulder with the other hand. “Walk.”
As we walk, a plan forms in my head. It isn’t much. It’s nothing really, just a self-defense tactic I saw in a movie once. I’m going to drive my foot into his instep, jab my elbow into his gut and run like hell screaming like a fool every step of the way.
It isn’t until I stop walking and lift my foot to stomp, that I lose confidence in the self-defense plan. I summon the power to my hands. It’s darker and angrier than the healing energy I used on Onyx, and I savor it for a second before I turn it on him. I twist, jab my hand against his heart and nothing.
Now, I don’t have a choice. I try to stomp his foot, miss, and he picks me up again, both arms around my waist because I’m writhing and wiggling, twisting and using my body weight to fling myself around.
Finally, I remember I need to scream. “Help me! Phantom, Onyx, Du--!” When this bastard tries to clamp his hand over my mouth, I bite his finger as hard as I can until I taste blood and he jerks it out of my mouth.
Footsteps pound toward us, or maybe that’s my heartbeat in my ears, but he drops me and I crumble to the ground as Phantom, Dusk and Onyx race through the brush to where we are.
“Ann!” Phantom comes in and passes me with a flying kick that levels the prick.
Dusk helps me stand and Onyx sits in a crouch in front of us, a dagger in his hand, in case Phantom needs help. But Phantom has the other guy on the ground and is busy pounding his fists into my attacker’s face. Dusk pulls against his side and holds me there, safe against him as the adrenaline takes over, and I start trembling.
Eventually, Onyx pulls Phantom off, and the other guy lies groaning on the ground. Onyx, Phantom, and Dusk all check on me. Then, Wraith moans again and says, “the king will get her… only matter of time.”
A look of cold fury comes over Phantom’s face, and he rises from beside me and goes back to the man on the ground. I don’t realize what’s happening until Phantom’s knife is stuck in Wraith’s heart.
I gasp as the shadow beast’s head flops to the side. “Oh, shit.”
But none of my men seem surprised. Sullen maybe, but not surprised.
“Take her back to the cave.” Phantom motions with his head. “And stay with her.”
Dusk hides my face in his chest, and I breathe in the earthy scent of him as he walks me away. His hand is warm at the center of my back, and eventually, my heart rate slows and my breaths come evenly.
“It’s okay, now. I’ve got you.”
I nod against him, safe.
At least for now.
