Irina
Dusty concrete came into view, closer than it should be. I was on the ground, slightly dazed, and my focus slid in and out.
How did I end up here?
Out of habit, I began to scan my body. My face throbbed, and I was fairly sure I’d fractured my right eye socket along with my cheekbone. I felt my eyeball scrape across the busted base of the socket. That’s where the double vision came from. My right hand was swollen with a fracture across my fifth and maybe even my fourth metacarpal. A rookie mistake, landing a punch wrongly. I curved my fist and winced, but my little finger didn’t twist, so it would set fine. Who had I punched?
Rurik’s face came into view. Ah, the triplets. Yes, that’s right - I’d challenged them to some sparring in the courtyard at HQ. That didn’t explain why I was
