“You’re a woman,” the enemy soldier gasped, staring at her clothing which had been slit down the middle. “Bloody hell,” she cursed, her eyes widening. His sword had manage to hit her, tearing through the leather of her war clothes. She looked around hastily to be sure no one else watched. “I wonder what your people will have to say when they realize you’re nothing but a fr—“ She hurled a dagger at his throat. He choked, his word cutting off as blood spurted from his neck. She watched as he crumpled to the ground, holding his neck in shock. “Well, too bad dead mean can’t talk,” she hissed, moving closer to him menancingly. “And maybe you should have focused on killing me, instead of what I am,” Maera grinned. “Oh, and perhaps a foolish move to remain in Vaelmont when your fellow warriors have returned to their alpha king to tell them this district is untouchable.” She drove her sword into his belly before he could manage to say another word. Then she stripped him off his cloth
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