Tick-tock. Tick-tock. I don’t have to think about what I’m about to do. Whatever the consequences, they’ll be worth it. The line of guards between me and the Captain is twenty-wide, but that’s at least fifty fewer than they’d need to stop me. I target the guy in the middle, the one with the trembling grip and sweaty brow. I hit him with my shoulder. He flies back easily and slams to the floor with an umph. I wrench the sword from his grip and close the rest of the distance between me and the witch in the span of a breath. Her crude blade hits my stolen sword with a clang. Her nostrils flare,
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LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOO
