CHAPTER 32
I ran at Gaines with my staff raised, ready to beat his brain out of his head. I was prepared only to stop when matter oozed out of his ears.
Gaines waved off his men with a back sweep of his hand, a silent signal I was his, and no one should interfere.
“Get him, Gaines!”
It was on, and adrenaline surged throughout my veins like fire. I feinted a blow at the top of Gaines head.
He raised his sword, intent on deflecting the blow.
I spun around, dropped low, and swung the staff with both hands. I put my back and shoulders into the swing. The staff slammed across Gaines’ stomach.
He doubled over, but I was stuck. He’d trapped my staff with his body.
As he rose, he dropped the sword from his hand, and concentrated a solid grip on my staff. In a blink, I was being flung effor
