The Warded Man Movie Novels & Stories

I tried to step back, but my legs felt unsteady. The man grabbed me again, rougher this time. “Let’s see who will save you now, sweetheart.” I struggled, trying to push him off. “Let go of me!” Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed the man’s wrist, stopping him cold. Ward. He appeared out of nowhere, his face dark with fury. He punched the man hard in the jaw. The guy stumbled back. Ward hit him again, fast and powerful, until the man fell to the floor. People around us finally noticed and started backing away.

By choice. Bramble followed. Claire followed. Gerald ran. Cricket rode. Mason turned one last time. The Warden stood between the creature and the road. Alone. Its body cracked. Roots burned. Pale eyes found Mason. Mason lifted the bell. The Warden lowered its head. Not submission. Acknowledgment. Mason understood. “Your choice?” The Warden closed its eyes once. Yes. Mason nodded. “Thank you.” He stepped backward onto the road.