Chapter Eight: Daerius

To say that I am shocked would be an understatement.

“Where did you learn to fight like that?” I ask, grabbing her arm and pulling her away from my warriors. She sighs a little.

“My father taught me mostly. He had made a mistake that eventually led to his death. But in the time, he was alive, he trained me how to survive by fighting, and killing,” she says, clenching her jaw.

“Well, I still don’t let females fight because if they were capture for any reason, they can’t withstand torture as well as males,” I explain, and she shakes her head with a breathy laugh.

“Really? You tortured me, and I’m sure I held up better than most of your warriors would have,” she scoffs, and I frown.

“Fine, you win. Now you are supposed to be maintaining a low profile so I suggest you shut up