Chapter 38

“Who says there is nothing to fear?” One of the boys scoffed. He came out of the water. He wore nothing but his loincloths that was wrapped loosely around his waist. “This is our fishing spot which means you will have to find somewhere else to fish.” He saw Phoenix coming out from behind the trees and a wolfish smile appeared on his lips. He hit his companion who was still beneath the water oblivious to what was going on lightly on the shoulder. “He brought his poulus back,” he laughed.

Basten raised his sword and approached him again with the tip of his sword aimed at his neck. “I have told you, she is not a poulus.”

The boy's eyes widened as the cold metal of the sword pressed against his skin. But his companion was not so intimidated, he moved quickly and was back with a dagger that was angled at Basten’s throat.

“If you harm my brother I will slit your throat,” he said in a cold voice.

Phoenix ran down the bank of the stream and drew her own sword