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practical steel, fit her exceptionally well, and showed off her sexy full figure, and her long sword on her hip only served to add to her warrior aesthetic. The only thing that softened her appearance was the little sleeping dragon curled around her neck.

Kas sat on the back of the cart, and her strawberry-blonde curls were still a mess, but they matched her wild beauty. Her violet eyes were intent on her spell book, and though she wore her armor, she sat so casually it looked like it was simply part of her outfit instead of something required for battle. Uffe was curled up next to her, and she absentmindedly stroked his back as she read over the spell on the page. Her lilac eyes narrowed with intensity, and her red lips pursed and twisted to the side as she thought. Kas’ sharp jaw led down to a small, dainty chin, and her high cheekbones were flushed with color from the brisk morning. She wore the same white tunic as she had the day before, and I smiled as I thought about how incredibly talented she was, and how lucky I was to have her on my team.

Asta finished putting the grass in Eira’s hair, and then she came over to me and started to weave the foliage into the braid on top of my head.

Just as she was finishing up, I saw Eira’s eyes narrow to our right.

“They’re coming down the road,” she whispered.

“Everybody get in place,” I said.

We all hurried to our positions as the dwarves approached.

Kas and Uffe retreated into the cart while Asta, Eira, and I moved into the grass in the surrounding area. Blar was with me, Svass was with Eira, and Inger was with Asta, as usual.

I crouched down, and I could feel Blar’s claws dig into my shoulder slightly as he perched on my back and prepared for the upcoming fight.

From my vantage point, I could see the dwarves’ cart as they approached, and I did a quick tally of the men I could see. There were three in the front of the cart, but I imagined there were more in the back I was unable to see.

The sun was rising behind them, and the fact that there wasn’t anybody standing outside of our cart didn’t seem to be deterring them since they continued to come toward us.

We’d definitely been right, though, the dwarves were disguised as elves. I didn’t blame them, they were incredibly small creatures, no more than a couple feet tall, so it would make sense they’d want to be on the same level as whoever they were doing business with.

The one holding the reins had long deep black hair and a dark-blue robe on while the other two had blond hair of the same length. One wore a bright red robe, and the other wore a dark-brown one.

It almost seemed as though they’d gone a little overboard with the disguises since they were clearly out of touch with how elves actually dressed now. Elves wearing robes was a sort of stereotype even I’d thought was true until I visited Alfheim.

It seemed strange to me that these dwarves, who did business consistently in this realm, wouldn’t update their disguises to better fit the times. Not to mention, robes were incredibly impractical to fight in.

I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind and took a deep, steadying breath as their cart entered the little area we’d carved out.

The leader with the black hair pulled on the reins to halt the animals, but his eyes narrowed as he looked around.

“Hello?” he called out.

“We’ll be right out,” a male voice called from the back of the cart, and I smiled when I realized it was Kas using a spell to disguise her voice.

The black-haired man still seemed skeptical, but he urged the other two out of the cart and then hopped down himself.

After a moment, several more men appeared from the back of the cart, and I did a quick tally of them all. There were seven dwarves altogether, which was more than I’d figured, but still not too many for the girls and I to handle.

“What’s taking so long?” the black-haired elf-looking dwarf called out, and I saw his eyes narrow even further as he took a few steps back.

The look on his face told me he realized he’d walked into a trap.

Now was our time to strike.

Chapter 5

I stood up, shrunk my sword, and threw it directly at the dark-haired dwarf.

He turned toward me as my weapon flew through the air, and the blade hit him right in the face and smashed in all of his pretend features.

Before the other dwarves had a chance to retaliate, Eira and Asta popped up from their spots in the field, too.

Then I held my hand out, and Blar breathed a massive blue flame into my open palm to call my sword back to me.

During those few brief seconds I was retrieving my blade, Asta threw her axe right into the chest of one of the blond-haired dwarves, and Eira managed to make her way over to the group to slash one man through the stomach and take off the arm of another.

I couldn’t let the girls have all the fun, though, so I grinned and ran into the fray.

I was met by the sword of a brown-haired elf in a yellow robe, but the man seemed to have very little fighting experience, because he held his two-handed sword with only one hand as he tried to yank at my weapon with his other hand.

I shook my head as I blocked the guy, and then I caught Blar’s eye and nodded.

The little blue dragon released a blue flame right at our opponent, and the man immediately dropped his sword

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