He growled and spoke through his bloodied mouth.
"I'm going to end you."
I ignored his threat. My mind was already racing.
He'd figured out I had a talent—that I could brush off. But he also contacted someone… maybe a group. That was the real problem.
My brows furrowed. I narrowed my eyes.
I gave myself one minute. That's all I had to kill him and get out.
At first, I considered capturing him alive, maybe wringing out some answers. But that window had closed. Things had just turned far more dangerous than I anticipated.
I only hoped the Grandmaster wasn't the one he contacted. If it was… then the Ferans weren't the only ones being experimented on.
The man's fury turned into motion. He vanished.
A blur passed in front of me, and my instincts screamed.
Clang!
His sabers slammed into my light shield. Sparks erupted from the impact as the force pushed me back a few steps, the shield pulsing from the strain.
