For a moment after speaking he looked at me with pure disgust.
Then he raised his hand and held it there. Holding his axe with an offended look about him.
I spread the white of my teeth.
"What? Hurts badly?"
He forced a grin.
"You have no idea."
Immediately his hand flew around my neck like a cord; before I could pull out of it, I was locked in the bastard's grip. Of course, naturally, I intended to use Feather Step. But it did not activate.
My eyes narrowed.
In the same breath, his second axe was already falling over my head. It was hurrying over, coming to tear into my back, and there was nothing I could do to escape this bastard's grip. Despite how much I had trained and how much I thought I had grown in strength, it was almost shameful to realize that he was still stronger than me.
