Chapter 36Turning to face Mirza, Jewel tightened his grip on his knives, then made his approach. As he closed in, Mirza fell into an easy stance, weapons raised. Jewel adjusted his step, circling to his right, just outside the reach of Mirza’s blades.
Nyles watched the way both men moved. Where Jewel’s movements seemed fluid and assured, Mirza shuffled, shifting to keep Jewel in front of him. Despite which, he held himself with an assurance that his reach was longer, and he seemed the more powerful.
Arrogance is good. It will make him slower to move. And he’ll assume his strength will be the telling factor. But I know Jewel better than that.
Jewel continued to drift around his adversary, maintaining the same distance and letting the tips of his knives dance hypnotically. As if he was me
