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Emory

The initial strike was across my jaw so many times I saw white.

I gritted my teeth and did not give them the satisfaction of a sound. No grunt, no cry, no scream. Only the metallic flavour of blood in my mouth and another boot on my ribs.

One of the rogues laughed. “Kol’s boy’s got some teeth after all. Let’s see how long before he breaks.”

Another kick, harder this time, and I felt something in my side shift, maybe crack. My vision swam, but still, I kept my silence.

They wanted me to scream. I wouldn’t.

From somewhere behind them, Rain’s voice broke, sharp with panic. “Stop it! Please! You’ll kill him!”

Her voice was harder than their fists. She was pleading on my behalf, which I detested. I didn’t like that she was made to watch this.

I raised my head and spurted blood to the floor. “You are going to need to work harder,” I dared the rogues.

One growled and raised his fist once more, but Rain cried in his despair and he restrained himself. “Emory, stop provoking them!”

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