Redmane's return to the chapel was met with a warm welcome from Letha, her son Kale, and the Magister Helmold.
Not much from the other two, unless the crone’s inscrutable smile counted.
The crone in the corner still sat in the corner...
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Redmane flew at them like he’d been shot from a catapault, a claw held high, his frame propelled by an unseen force.
Lion's Lunge
Morholt and his knight were close enough to take the hit together. The Lord's eyes wid...
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A single strike of Redmane's claw was enough to smash a knight's shield into scraps.
The knight slashed toward Redmane's face and he raised his forearm to block, felt the blade bite through skin but thunk against the hardened bones in his fo...
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Redmane and Lugoj clashed, retreated, circled each other and struck again.
He tried not to use Lion's Lunge, satisfying as it was to feel his claw strike with such force. There was no telling if Helmold the Magister would be willing to feed ...
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Redmane took note of the reactions of the strange old woman and the Lord's nephew. He half expected Aric to raise some kind of objection, but the young nobleman was too craven to even stand up from the pews. When Redmane looked him in the eye, Ari...
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Lion's Lunge made short work of the three knights left in the gatehouse, even with a hail of arrows and stones coming at him from every direction.
The Skill lent speed and momentum to Redmane's leap attack, making it feel like the charge of ...
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Häerz Castle's barracks were built to accommodate its normal garrison of no more than fifty men. Knights quartered in the keep in their own private apartments, this squat stone building was for unwed common soldiers only.
Rodimir's hounds w...
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Rodimir the kennel master spluttered and took a few steps back. His war hounds lowered their heads, growling, ears flattened and teeth bared.
"What in the..."
"Evening, Rodimir. I haven't seen you in a while," said Redmane.
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Mecia Porsena of Numantia, Colonial Governess of Taracon, walked out onto the balcony of her bedchamber to have a look at her domain.
She had been awoken by a System alert, and awaited a prompt report from her chief subordinates. In truth sh...
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The Morholt soldier drew a knife from his belt and lunged at Redmane.
He was fast. Faster than he ought to be. Redmane tried to grab his wrist, missed the timing, and the dagger slammed straight down to the hilt in his flesh.
Pain bloo...
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BOOK ONE
THE SEAL OF THE MANTICORE
Of all the ways the Morholts tortured Redmane, he hat...
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