Ash & Embers (The Teleen Trilogy #2)The crack of a wooden sword filled the air as Soap swung hard against her shield. She had to back up with each blow as she felt the hits vibrate through her arm. Shielding her face, she attempted to swing her sword at him, searching for his weak spots in her limited vision. She found one and swung as hard as she could, slamming it into his left thigh. He winced but did not retreat at all. She flung herself down to the ground and with her shield, slammed him behind his knees, sending him crashing down to ground, almost right on her as she rolled away.
Shade hopped to her feet and pointed the sword to his throat before he could regain his position. He stopped dead in his tracks, looking up at her with a grin spreading across his face.
“Winner is Shade! Great job!” Than jumped and clapped from the sidelines, hollering out his praise. Shade smiled down at Soap, her face flushed pink and sweat beading down her face.
“Hey, you got me, how about that? That’s a first. You’re on your way to becoming the next Amazon queen, heh?” Shade smiled as she tossed her shield and sword to the side and held her hand out to Soap.
“Queen? Not quite. Warrior of some sort, probably.” She gave him a toothy smile and laughed as he started to pulled himself up on her arm but instead pulled her down onto him, hugging her tight.
“Hey not fair! I’m not heavy enough to pull your heavy butt up!” They wrestled around, letting the dirt flew up around them in bellowing cloud. There laughs rang through the air until Dylan’s angry haughty voice rang through the air as he grabbed Soap, pulling him up and shoving him to the side with a thump.
“What the, hey, watch it man!” Soap had rolled along the dirt and now stood slapping clouds of dust off his leather armor. He glared at Dylan, his green eyes flaring like jewels on fire.
Dylan returned the stare with his even colder steel-grey eyes. “Don’t touch her. You might inadvertently hurt her, you dumb ox.” His face was blanketed like stone, hard and still. He dared Soap to return rebutt as the changeling pressed his lips together, wrangling in his fury.
Soap turned towards Shade, who had positioned herself between them in hopes they wouldn’t start a brawl with her in between to take a hit.
“Shade, I’m thinking we are done for the day. You did want to see Ilarial, right? She would definitely be better company than some people we know.” He snickered at Dylan but the former Teleen guard remained planted with arms crossed, narrowing his eyes at the brown haired warrior.
“Ya, I think that’s a good idea. Ilarial is probably waiting for me.” Shade glared at both warriors before she headed to grab her backpack lying on the ground nearby. She wiped the dirt and sweat on her face with her towel and shoved it into her pack. She sighed as she stood, turning back to Soap who waited patiently as he gathered the wooden weapons strewed across the training yard. He smiled and nodded at Shade, hugging the swords to his chest.
“I can take you there, Shade. Looks like someone has some junk to put away.” Dylan hissed as he motioned to her, stepping between her and Soap. Glancing over his shoulder, she could see Soap rolling his eyes at him.
“Go ahead, Shade, you don’t need my permission anyways. Looks like someone is getting a bit jealous and needs some of your precious time.” Soap’s smirked at Dylan’s back but Dylan didn’t turn to acknowledge him at all. Instead, he waited as Shade shook her head and headed towards the Guildrin mound. Walking briskly, she hoped she’d lose both of them, she didn’t feel like putting up with their bickering today.
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