“Halt,” the General bellowed, sending a chill down my spine. How many times had I heard him shout out orders? How many times had he made me do things I’d later regret?
We were forced to stop and draw our weapons. My sword was too large to wield while riding with Kira, but I pulled out my knife while my horse stomped his feet. Auric, Reven, and Slade also prepared to fight at our side.
“Get out of our way, and none of you will be hurt,” I called out. “We don’t want to fight you.”
“Surrender, Jasin,” Voor called out. “Turn yourself in and face the penalty for being a deserter, and we’ll let your woman live.”
A flash of anger made me see red and I nearly charged him for even mentioning Kira. “Never.”
“You can’t win this fight,” General Voor said, shaking his great helmeted head.
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