#Chapter8 Blood and Burning Fire

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My mind raced and my blood pounded beneath my restraints.  I was always better at doing than at talking. There were no perfect words I could conjure to save myself.  My only chance was to shift the situation to my advantage.  The guards smirked as they approached. Tensing, I tried to prepare myself. I knew how well years of combat training had honed me – I just needed to be unbound.  “Please,” I whimpered as they pulled out my gag, letting all the terror of this nightmarish day leak into my voice. “I won’t fight you – just don’t hurt me – you can do whatever you want!”  That made the guards cackle. The pair all but dove down to untie my legs.  I felt the tight bonds around my ankles loosen, then finally release.  The second the guard tried to force my legs open, I leaped.  My su

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