![]() ![]() His brothers were occupied with their own battle across the courtyard. His strength was fast ebbing and he had to end this quickly. His shoulder burned, stinging from sweat and slick with blood. Caelen went to his knees and jerked his head back so the blade cut through empty air just an inch from his throat. He knocked Caelen back and swung his sword. For all Cameron’s cowardice, he was a skilled warrior, and he was fighting for his life. A sound much like that of a wounded animal bellowed from his throat. All Caelen could see over and over was Rionna staggering to her knees before pitching forward to the ground. Much of the roar had faded, as McCabes and McDonalds alike worked to dispatch the men who’d sworn their loyalty to a man with no honor. Around him the smell of death was thick and cloying. The insistent clang of metal rang in his ears. He followed, pressing his momentary advantage by launching a series of blows that had Cameron retreating. With the blades kissing, Caelen thrust his boot into Cameron’s midsection, knocking him back. ![]()
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