âWench?!â
The ridiculousness of hearing that come out of such a young voice made her cackle out. Infiltration be damned, that was funny.
"Come on! Like I would ever surrender to some little twit. Come to let me beat the shit out of you again? How nice of you!" She cracked her knuckles loudly in her hands. âYou and that fat pig you call a leader are not going to get away with what youâve done!"
S2 readied his sword, eyes narrowed. Oooh the girl would pay, now that she insulted his Master. He swished it in the air a bit, making a sharp whizzing noise as it moved.
"Iâd like to see you make us pay, wench. But too bad, youâll be the one paying."
There was that sword again, that reminder of what they had done to her, and what still lay poised in their hands. She knew they were holding all the cards at this point, but nothing could kill her confidence in knowing that no matter what, they hadn't counted on her. Still, the flash of gold made the anger and pain in her heart flare. But she couldn't just jump in for the kill. Not yet. She wondered if maybe she could bag the kid, run with him and create one less problem.
But the time for trading insults was over and she was ready to make a move. Diving forward into a full on run, she pulled her fist back, ready to strike.










