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smiled at the sorceress and then charged toward the orange-haired man.

The guards rushed down, and Eira took on two of them while Preyna and Asta stepped up as well. Kas was locked in battle with the dark-haired elf, but Uffe blasted the guards with his fire and hurtled rocks directly at their heads.

My team had the guards taken care of, and from the way the orange-haired man backed up toward the castle steps, it looked to me like he was about to try and run. Without his teleportation, he probably wasn’t confident enough that he would win, so he figured it was better to not fight at all. It wasn’t an idiotic plan, but it wasn’t a brave one, either.

“Where are you headed?” I laughed as I hurried after the bastard.

“Just getting a leg up,” he said, and then he turned around and jumped down the stairs toward me with his blade lifted high above his head.

I thrust my sword up and half-expected to be able to get him in the stomach like I would most other opponents, but he was faster than I gave him credit for, and he managed to bring his blade down before I could make contact.

The metal of our swords made a hideous screeching noise as they ground against each other, and the force of the bastard’s jump pushed me to my knees. When I looked up into his dark-blue eyes, it was clear he was enjoying himself. There was a wicked smile on his face, and I knew right then this move had worked for him before, and he fully expected to be able to kill me.

I wasn’t a regular citizen who didn’t know what they were doing, though. I was a trained Asgardian warrior, and I wasn’t about to go down that easily.

“I killed your brother,” I said with a smile.

The man’s eyes widened slightly, and his shock distracted him long enough that he lost his initiative, and I was able to shove my blade upward with enough force to trip him against the stairs behind him.

He slammed into the stone, and I saw him grit his teeth and tense his body before he got up to his feet. I knew that fall hurt, and I couldn’t help but relish in the knowledge for just a second.

“You?” the orange-haired man asked as he stood up. “You killed my brother?”

“You mean the arsehole who looks just like you, only prettier?” I asked with a sarcastic smile. “Yeah, I took him out a couple of days ago. Got all his men, too. And I released every last one of his dragons from that shithole barn he had them in.”

“I will kill you in the name of Seamern,” he growled, and his lip curled with hatred.

“Wait,” I laughed. “Your brother’s name was Seamern?”

“You dare speak his name?” The man’s lips twitched.

“I am wondering,” I baited him as we started to circle each other on the large landing of the mansion stairs. “How did your brother wind up in such a disgusting place to begin with? You’ve got this nice mansion here, and I can’t help but think you should’ve shared. That’s your brother, after all.”

“You don’t know what you speak of,” he spat.

I could tell my words were getting to him, which was exactly what I wanted. I didn’t care about his brother in the slightest, but from the way he’d talked to the other elf, I knew it was a sore spot with him.

If I could use his feelings to distract him from our fight, I would. The less focused he became, the more likely I could get a shot on him.

“Maybe.” I shrugged. “But I do know I chopped your brother’s head clean off and watched the life drain from his eyes.”

The elf said nothing, but I saw his lips twitch again, and he reared his sword back and let out a terrible screech as he ran toward me.

I was standing near the steps as he came toward me, so I adjusted my stance just slightly, and when he was nearly to me, I pivoted to the right.

He wasn’t able to stop himself, and his momentum carried him down the small flight of stairs as he tumbled to the ground in a heap of orange hair and gangly limbs.

I nodded to Blar, and the little dragon let out a massive blue fire blast, but the elf was quick, and once again, he threw up a shield to block Blar’s fire. He probably learned that trick a long time ago being in the line of work he was in, and I was surprised his brother hadn’t known it as well.

“You sonofabitch.” He stood up and wiped blood from his mouth. His hands and face were scratched up from his fall, but I still hadn’t managed to land a single blow, and my technique of distracting him so he’d get sloppy didn’t seem to be working as well as I’d hoped.

“Alright,” I muttered to myself. “Time to get serious.”

I nodded to Blar again, and the little dragon glanced down at me and nodded back.

The orange-haired elf ran up the stairs toward me, and judging by the snarl curling his lip, he was clearly upset with my taunting.

Perhaps my plan was working better than I thought.

“Fuck you,” I spat, and I raised my blade above my head as if I were going to come down on him, but as soon as he made it to me, I swung sideways and caught him in his ribs.

“Shite!” he cursed and dropped his weapon.

Before he could pick his sword back up to defend himself, I swung again, and this time I landed a blow on his leg.

Blood poured from his wounds and ran down the steps, but he gritted his teeth and held his hand up. Suddenly,

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