Chapter Ten
“How’s the cut?” Antioche asked, not daring to look her in the eye.
“I’ve had worse. You punch like a girl,” Bremusa said and lay back on her cot. They were alone, Bremusa would never undermine her leader in front of the others with a quip like that.
Antioche lay on the cot next to her, which wasn’t hers so she made an effort to ruffle up the bedsheets, slap the pillow into a tight ball and leave her boots on.
Bremusa noticed and laughed at that, but ended it fast cause her lip was about to tear open again.
They were in the sss barracks, a fortress right in the middle of Athens. Instead of picking wide open space and real estate, Artemis decided that she wanted them ready to deploy at a moments notice, with a quick response time through the main roads.
All the senior Amaz
