"You seem angry. Any particular reason?" August asked the woman trying to decapitate him.
Sunstorm growled at him. Her eyes flickered around the tower as she assessed her surroundings.
"I see you replaced your uniform. A shame. You looked better without it," August said. He shifted his sword across his body.
"Do you think that you can give yourself an advantage with words?" Sunstorm retorted. She twirled her swords.
Sen remained behind August. The ladder to the lower level of the tower was in the center, and they needed to get past Sunstorm to use it.
Not that they would. Climbing down a ladder with a bloodthirsty Champion trying to murder him was a terrible idea. August struggled to imagine dumber ways to die right now.
"You're an assassin, aren't you?" August asked.
Sunstorm blinked. "What makes you think that?"
