“Battle Lady about!”
The cry coming from outside the window awoke D’Jacques. He blinked in confusion for a moment, until reality sank back into his brain. It was daylight, but what hour?
Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he cradled his head in his hands as ghostly voices continued to whisper to him. Bits and pieces of conversation from the night before still echoed in his ears.
“I’ve never seen someone take on a Blood like that. Shot him right in the face without blinking!”
“I’ve never seen someone take on a Blood like that. Shot him right in the face without blinking!”“If Yulen hadn’t foreseen Highcliff’s treachery, this compound would be flying a different banner.”
“If Yulen hadn’t foreseen Highcliff’s treachery, this compound would be flying a different banner.”“I didn’t
