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I should be terrified. “Come on!” I shouted, my heart pounding. But not that gush I wanted. Foul blood flowed over my neck. If I swung and Zizthithana parried, she might slap my blade into Ava’s flesh. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Princess Ava
I leaped at the ogre’s back. Chapter Forty-Eight: Fighting Blind
Zanyia
“Got hot pussy right here?” I moaned, plunging my fingers into my pussy as Gor went for Kora. Not any of my Mistresses. I could feel I was choking him. Her body, trembling, frozen by fear, snapped into action. I soared through the night air, the cool wind kissing my skin. “Greta, Nathalie!”
“M-Master?” Nathalie asked, tears falling down her face. Blood pounding through my veins. She lacked the skill to face someone trained by the Fencing College of Az. He slammed his open palm right through her and into the door. They had training. Metal clashed. His hand passed through nothing. His muscular, yet sleek, body flowing with such skill and grace. I brought them into this dangerous life.