Laurel
162 Words
Laurel
The warrior struck down the pot, swatting it as easily as a gnat. I shrank back but he gave me barely a glance before returning his attention to Sage. The wolf barked.
I reached for another pot.
“Leave her alone,” I screamed, banging on the pot before I threw it. I grabbed up two more. I was fast running out of things to throw. Not that they did any good.
Sage shook awake and ran back down the hall. Frowning, the bearded warrior stalked after her. I swung a heavy cauldron and let it fly, hoping it’d hit his head.
Instead, it glanced off an axe, clanging to the ground and rolling harmlessly away. Two more warriors entered, crowding the small space.
“Go. I’ve got this one,” the new warrior who’d deflected my missile told the bearded one.
Run, Sage, I thought as the bearded warrior and wolf went after my friend, and turned my back to the wall as two more giant warriors closed in on me.
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