Anabel wasn’t sure what she could do, there were only a few guards left with the man. Maybe if she was strong enough he could over power them, and at least give Carlos a fighting chance.
Stepping out into the meadow, her eyes met Carlos’ before one of the guards saw her. “It’s here.” He said pointing to Anabel. “Hecta!” he said lowering his head and bowing to her.
The man beating up Carlos turned around, a smile formed on his face. “Ah so it is. Welcome.” He said walking towards her. “Sorry I am torturing this peasant he is nothing to you.” He said shaking his head.
“What if he is something to me?” she said, her eyes narrowed.
“What do you mean?” he asked confused. “I thought you were sleeping, and you are using this body unti
