Mae was still as she heard them. There was more than the usual whispers, though they were louder than whispers now. No, they were being accompanied. She could sense them seemingly before any of them. They didn't seem like the kind Mae was looking for; their movements were too deliberate to be commanded by a darker force. No, these were probably thieves, sellswords, and they would surely regret choosing their victims tonight.
Her hand again went to the book by her hip but she decided against it. Resham and Kaito surely would distrust her if they knew of the contents of the book. And if they just saw what she could do, they would send her off to the gallows in a heartbeat. This was a job for a blade. So Mae unscathed her blade, a simple broadsword that was just starting to dull. Swordfighting was hardly a sport for a woman, but she would show them both that she was no ordinary woman. And as one being came at her she easy deflected his attack and countered it, shoving her blade deep into the man's stomach. "You might have done better to choose someone else," she whispered to him. "I'm sorry. It is kill or be killed, and I have much left to do."
Whether either of them heard her she did not know. Her words were not for them, anyway. She got right to work in handling the fight. The voices were getting louder still, shouting, making her concentration falter. She was trying hard to stay in the fight, but with so much noise, she was finding it difficult to even think.
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