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was. “Stop playing mind games and
fight.”
Signe’s grin became wolfish. “Are
you truly so eager to die?”
He jerked his head in a negative.
“I will not die today.”
“So you are saying that I am
feeling merciful?” she taunted.
Kendan flung his meteor hammer at
her with a precision that only comes with years of practice. His aim was low,
focusing on her legs.
Signe easily jumped to avoid the attack,
but while she was in the air Kendan spun forcefully and kicked her in the side.
The former Sharifal crashed into
the tree that she had intended to act as protection. She cried out in pain and
fell to the ground in a heap.
Now was his chance.
He could kill her and exact his
revenge.
His parents would finally receive
justice.
Kendan took a step forward and
faltered. He hesitated for half a moment, and the opportunity was gone.
Signe scrambled to her feet and
dove out of harm’s way. She clutched her shoulder with one hand and her side
with the other.
“What is it?” she spat venomously.
“Can you not bring yourself to kill your aunt?”
“You are not my aunt,” Kendan
roared. “You are nothing to me.”
The two opponents slowly circled
one another.
“Then why did you not kill me when
you had the chance?” asked the former Sharifal.
Kendan clenched his jaw, struggling
to control his fury and hatred. Not just the emotions directed at her, but also
the emotions directed at himself.
Signe read his face and gave a
disgusted laugh. “You are weak, Kendan. You have always been weak—like your
worthless father. I thought I could train you to be more, but you were always a
disappointment.”
Kendan knew that she was baiting
him, but he found himself unable to suppress his anger. He charged at her with
the blade of the meteor hammer in his hand.
Signe brought her dirk up in
defense and the two blades clashed. They grappled with one another, both trying
to overpower the other. Signe was surprisingly strong, able to match Kendan.
After a few moments of struggle,
Signe changed tactics. She shifted her footing and brought her knee up to
strike Kendan’s side.
Kendan took the hit the best that
he could, but his grip began to slip. He jerked Signe to the side, hoping to
throw her off balance, but his foot landed on a loose rock and the two
opponents went sprawling down the small hill.
Kendan rolled and regained his
footing, but his meteor hammer was caught in a bramble several feet away. Signe
was also disarmed, but her dirk was on the ground in between them.
She started for it, but Kendan ran
to bowl her over, knocking them both away from the weapon.
When Signe and Kendan got back on
their feet, they were both slightly winded from the fall. They stared at each
other for a moment, hatred blaring from their eyes.
Then, they both rushed forward.
The two Shimat exchanged blows so
rapidly that their movements almost seemed blurred. Hands and feet moved with a
deadly grace so fluid that it almost looked like a choreographed dance.
Kendan had sparred so often with
Signe that they knew each other’s fighting style intimately. Kendan could not
make a move that Signe could not easily block, and her counterattacks were just
as anticipated by Kendan.
Kendan’s entire focus was on
keeping up with the former Sharifal. He knew from experience that the slightest
mistake would cost him the fight.
Time blurred in Kendan’s mind, and
he flung any thought of exhaustion away from him.
Signe’s brow beaded with sweat, but
her face was calm. Her icy eyes were hard and intent, just as Kendan’s were.
Then, to Kendan’s shock, Signe made
a mistake.
Their movements had taken them
closer to Signe’s dirk, and both were very aware of the weapon just out of
their reach. Signe’s eyes flashed eagerly when she saw an opportunity to make a
grab for it. She aimed a blow at Kendan’s abdomen and hit with all of her
strength, hoping to gain a moment of distraction as he recovered.
However, Signe executed the
fight.”
Signe’s grin became wolfish. “Are
you truly so eager to die?”
He jerked his head in a negative.
“I will not die today.”
“So you are saying that I am
feeling merciful?” she taunted.
Kendan flung his meteor hammer at
her with a precision that only comes with years of practice. His aim was low,
focusing on her legs.
Signe easily jumped to avoid the attack,
but while she was in the air Kendan spun forcefully and kicked her in the side.
The former Sharifal crashed into
the tree that she had intended to act as protection. She cried out in pain and
fell to the ground in a heap.
Now was his chance.
He could kill her and exact his
revenge.
His parents would finally receive
justice.
Kendan took a step forward and
faltered. He hesitated for half a moment, and the opportunity was gone.
Signe scrambled to her feet and
dove out of harm’s way. She clutched her shoulder with one hand and her side
with the other.
“What is it?” she spat venomously.
“Can you not bring yourself to kill your aunt?”
“You are not my aunt,” Kendan
roared. “You are nothing to me.”
The two opponents slowly circled
one another.
“Then why did you not kill me when
you had the chance?” asked the former Sharifal.
Kendan clenched his jaw, struggling
to control his fury and hatred. Not just the emotions directed at her, but also
the emotions directed at himself.
Signe read his face and gave a
disgusted laugh. “You are weak, Kendan. You have always been weak—like your
worthless father. I thought I could train you to be more, but you were always a
disappointment.”
Kendan knew that she was baiting
him, but he found himself unable to suppress his anger. He charged at her with
the blade of the meteor hammer in his hand.
Signe brought her dirk up in
defense and the two blades clashed. They grappled with one another, both trying
to overpower the other. Signe was surprisingly strong, able to match Kendan.
After a few moments of struggle,
Signe changed tactics. She shifted her footing and brought her knee up to
strike Kendan’s side.
Kendan took the hit the best that
he could, but his grip began to slip. He jerked Signe to the side, hoping to
throw her off balance, but his foot landed on a loose rock and the two
opponents went sprawling down the small hill.
Kendan rolled and regained his
footing, but his meteor hammer was caught in a bramble several feet away. Signe
was also disarmed, but her dirk was on the ground in between them.
She started for it, but Kendan ran
to bowl her over, knocking them both away from the weapon.
When Signe and Kendan got back on
their feet, they were both slightly winded from the fall. They stared at each
other for a moment, hatred blaring from their eyes.
Then, they both rushed forward.
The two Shimat exchanged blows so
rapidly that their movements almost seemed blurred. Hands and feet moved with a
deadly grace so fluid that it almost looked like a choreographed dance.
Kendan had sparred so often with
Signe that they knew each other’s fighting style intimately. Kendan could not
make a move that Signe could not easily block, and her counterattacks were just
as anticipated by Kendan.
Kendan’s entire focus was on
keeping up with the former Sharifal. He knew from experience that the slightest
mistake would cost him the fight.
Time blurred in Kendan’s mind, and
he flung any thought of exhaustion away from him.
Signe’s brow beaded with sweat, but
her face was calm. Her icy eyes were hard and intent, just as Kendan’s were.
Then, to Kendan’s shock, Signe made
a mistake.
Their movements had taken them
closer to Signe’s dirk, and both were very aware of the weapon just out of
their reach. Signe’s eyes flashed eagerly when she saw an opportunity to make a
grab for it. She aimed a blow at Kendan’s abdomen and hit with all of her
strength, hoping to gain a moment of distraction as he recovered.
However, Signe executed the
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