Chapter 100
The twin sisters look perfectly calm. They fight with opposite hands, Ehiz’s left and Alice’s right, each half-turning toward me to lead with a single Melos blade. I don’t see the telltale crackle of Melos armor around them, though. So they’re not full adepts, which means I should have the advantage. If they don’t have any other tricks. The Scholar is too confident. He’s seen me fight, so he knows— “You don’t have to do this,” I tell the two girls. “I don’t know what he’s promised you—” “He’s going to take us home,” Ehiz says. Alice nods, silently. Rot. Worth a try. Alice comes at me first, footwork smooth as fine silk, feinting high and then cutting at my waist. I parry the blow with my left-hand blade, and she spins past. It leaves her open, and I lash out. The blow would cut deep i
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