CHAPTER 12
My mind prepared my soul for the worst. While I fully expected to see Zeta pierced by Big Man’s sword, or cut to shreds by Small Man’s daggers, instead what I saw was her dueling against the both of them using my sword. I didn’t know how she got to it in time.
She grunted, and groaned, pivoted, and spun around. Her feet danced, and her legs moved forward and back. There was a rhythm to her movements, a beat as if she had a tempo playing inside her mind that only she could hear.
I made it up onto my knees, one hand on the center of my chest. My face was red, and my breathing shallow. My eyes hurt. The light was painful. It felt like the ground was spinning. I closed my eyes. It eliminated some of the throbbing pain inside my head, and slowed the spins.
When I opened my eyes a
