Chapter 13
The blade came from the side. Nick turned but wasn’t able to block in time. In a flash, Alex was there, the silvery gleam of his sword catching the light and sending a white arc as he deflected the strike. A quick plunge and Nick’s attacker lay dead. They had time to glance at one another, a quick nod of thanks, before they were back in the action.
Thwack.
“Ow!” Nick cursed, his blade spiralling from his hand.
King yelled, “Cut,” and someone rushed in to check the hand Nick cradled to his chest.
“I’m okay. It’s fine. Just numb.” Nick shook his hand, encouraging the blood flow to return, grinning sheepishly. “Some macho swordsman I make.”
Laughter drifted throughout the set. The director called a break while Nick had his hand checked and worked to get his fingers fully func
