Zara braced. The man was moving fast and swiftly, cutting through the night air as if he was a weapon himself.
She had her whole attention focused on him, but then there was a tingling sensation behind her, something inexplicable that she could not explain.
Years of battle and combat had taught Zara to live at the mercy of her instincts. As much as she wanted to focus on the dark figure wielding a silver blade and charging towards her, she could not ignore the warning her body was giving her.
She took her eyes off the target right in front of her and looked back. There it was – another figure clothed in black, also charging silently towards her from behind.
Were there two of them?
No, not two!
Three!
While she was turning, her eyes caught sight of something – no, someone on one of t
