Her Graceful War Song
At that moment, the pride and confidence of Westhaven's greatest fighter was shattered, destroyed by the relentless, almost insulting way Carissa wielded her whip.
And now, Icarus feared he might not escape tonight. If they got their hands on him... the consequences for tomorrow's negotiations were too dire to even consider.
As his thoughts grew more frantic, his focus slipped. He made more and more mistakes, and eventually, there was no way to dodge the whip. It wrapped around him like a serpent, tightening around his neck. With one sharp pull, Carissa yanked him forward. Her hand moved like lightning, ripping the tattered black cloth off his face.
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