The Changeling

A numbing sensation was slowly spreading from the wound on my left shoulder. It had already taken my left arm and made it useless. Pretty soon, it would take the rest of me too.

I was already beginning to feel drowsy, and remembering how quickly Edo fell, I suspected a minute or two was all I had before I fainted too.

In front of me, the hashashin who'd stolen Luca's face continued to brandish his two shadowblades at me. His threat was still clear in my head. Move or die — that was his message.

But I couldn't move. Not when Princess Aurana was in his crosshairs. And so, with what little time was left to me, I resolved to end this fight as quickly as possible which meant a single strike filled with all my killing intent.

I exhaled a long breath and then pointed my falchion forward with my one good hand. This was me showing the hashashin that I wasn't about to back down.