The two soldiers were stunned at first, but quickly recovered and recognized the threat, shooting a first round of arrows at me. I easily stopped both arrows, catching them mid-flight with my bare hands. I would have been in awe at my own abilities, but another two followed and I had to move out of the way. I did it with such ease, it was almost funny. They dropped the bows and pulled their swords. They looked long and heavy but judging by their moves they could handle them beautifully. Despite their skills, taking their weapons away felt like child’s play. They barely had time to blink before it was all over.
The adrenalin of the fight—or at least I thought that was what powered my rush—awoke something else, a hunger more demanding than ever before. Just when I had convinced myself to gi
