Six Sentence Sunday
Excerpt from The Dawnrunner Chronicles:
Jalen stiffened as the cool blade made contact with his skin, his mind doing its level best to outrace his heart.
‘So much for all that “skill” I’ve heard so much about,’ Daviks sneered beneath his respirator.
The Hunter winced. ‘Alright, I may have exaggerated a little bit...’ He threw himself backwards, twisting his body such that his feet connected with the Eliksni’s hand, knocking the blade into the bushes. ‘But only a little,’ he smirked before bolting away into the undergrowth.
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