Chapter Fourteen
It feels surreal, stepping out of the cottage, ready for battle. Five Guardians, one demon and one demi-goddess. The guys have donned armour that Aodh had stashed somewhere, and all of them have some kind of sword (I don’t know anything about weapons, so all I can say is that Storm has a long big one, Frost two short ones, Crispin’s looks more like a large dagger, and Arc has the biggest of them all). They’ve given me a dagger which I’ve got in a sheath strapped around my waist. Not that I’d know what to do with it. All I’ve cut in the past have been vegetables.
Chesca is wearing a crop top and cargo trousers. And me, I’m in my normal clothes, with the addition of a stab vest. Now I just have to tell the demons that they can only attack me on my torso.
Standing in a lin
