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Getting tired, old man?
Then, he shifted and spun Imperial Lament, flashing toward my ribs in a deadly arc.
Shit!
I flipped backwards narrowly avoiding the strike and twisting in the air.
Once I landed, he was back on me but I delivered a kick to his side. The impact sent him stumbling, his boots skidding across the tiles.
Some of the crowd erupted.
I didn’t let up.
I leapt forward, charging for him.
He swung wildly, desperation bleeding into his movements.
I ducked under his strikes and with a quick pivot, drove my blade into his side.
Fuck yes!
Blood sprayed. It was a dark, glistening arc.
A woman cried in horror and I knew it was one of my aunts.
He stumbled back and clutched the wound. His expression twisted with pain.
The crows in the tree erupted into cries as they beat their wings.
It’s finally time for you to die.
I advanced.
He gave me a cruel smile. “Surely, you don’t thinkthisis the end?”
“Come closer. I can’t hear you.”
A dark chuckle left him and then with a burst of speed, he sprinted away.
Where the fuck are you going now?
Chapter thirty
Black Feathers, Red Blood
Lei
My father’s movements were erratic as he raced to the Great White Blossom.
Damn it.
I didn’t hesitate.
My feet pounded against the tiles and I chased after him.
I kept Soaring Precious in front of me. “Now who’s the coward!”
Ignoring me, he reached the base of the tree and leapt up in this impossibly graceful way.
