by Karacan
Bones rolled to the left, the falling blade merely nicking his ear.
Counting to three, he jumped - avoiding two arrows zipping over his
head, and fast enough to avoid being impaled by the sudden spike
coming up from below.
He wondered how much worse it would have been had he been an actual intruder.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Training Run
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