bedeviled & beyond 07 - beset & bewildered
warrior princess. And he wasn’t going to enjoy the experience.
    The metal doors slammed open and the two guards came running into the room, eyes wide. They took one look at me and reached for their swords. They never made it. Almost as soon as I had the thought to move, I was shifting. I slammed an energy-infused punch to the first guard’s chest and grabbed his sword with my other hand. As he stumbled clumsily backward, I was already swinging the heavy blade.
    The other guard dissected the arc of my swing, meeting my attack with a force that reverberated through my bones. But I was running on pure adrenalin, fueled with magic, and I rushed him, shoving him back with my blade.
    His heels hit the body of the first guard and he went down with a grunt, his sword lowering enough for me to slash a deep wound across his chest.
    His small, black eyes flared briefly and, before I knew what he was up to, he’d swung his blade with enough power to shove my sword to the side. He followed quickly with a shallow cut across my arm.
    Blood welled from the cut, searing fire along my skin. I spun, dancing quickly backward as my adversary leapt to his feet and surged toward me. He moved so quickly my eyes almost couldn’t follow and, for a moment, he had me on my heels. I stumbled back, barely keeping my blade up to fend off his lightning fast attack. The guard I’d felled finally regained his senses and was pushing to his feet. He reached for me as I stumbled past and I spun in a circle, pulling energy forward to lock down in a protective bubble just as the second guard’s sword found my chest. The deadly point of the blade hit my bubble and stuck.
    I looked at the bloody point mere inches from my breast, and then slowly skimmed him a look, allowing my lips to curve into a slow, smug smile.
    His black gaze widened, panic welling in his eyes. He tried to pull his blade free but my bubble held.
    I reached through the bubble and touched the wide blade of his embedded sword. He blinked as if he knew what I was about to do. But he didn’t move fast enough. I grabbed the edge of the blade and sent everything I had into it.
    Energy sparked at the point of my touch and sizzled hotly, expanding into a thick column of pure light that surged along the metal blade and into the guard’s thick fingered red hand. He grunted as it hit, his big body jerking spasmodically as the power drove into him and turned his insides to tar.
    His gaze dulled. His head lolled to one side. And he slowly crumpled to the ground, his sword still hanging in midair.
    The first guard lunged toward me, reaching for the suspended blade.
    I watched him come, my smile widening. Surely he wouldn’t be so stupid?
    He very nearly was. His hand mere inches from the leather bound handle of his partner’s sword, the guard stopped, his black gaze rising to my face. He frowned and, after a moment’s thought, lifted his meaty red paws and took two steps back.
    I allowed the bubble to fall, waiting for the sword to clatter to the ground and then kicked it away.
    He skimmed it a look.
    With a thought I was in front of him, my blade shoved under his scaly chin. “Don’t even think about it.”
    He blinked. “No wonder Prince Torre wants you. You move like a Royal.”
    I frowned. “Where is Prince Torre now?”
    The guard’s scarlet lips slammed shut.
    I sank the tip of my blade into his thick neck.
    His eyes went wide. “I won’t be a part of letting you kill him.”
    I was torn. His loyalty was admirable. But I needed to know Torre’s location. “I promise you I have no desire to hurt him. I just want to go home.”
    The guard narrowed his gaze. “How do I know I can trust you?”
    I shrugged. “I guess you don’t.” I thought about it for a minute. “If I were to go up to the dragon’s nest, would I bump into the Prince?” I knew the guard could lie as easily as I could. I wasn’t that naïve. But it didn’t matter. I had a plan.
    His wide mouth twitched and I

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