Chapter Four

Facing Death

I knew the next few moments would decide the fate of Aboa’s survival. I had trained for this moment for so long that I reacted without even thinking. Casting a spell to stop time. Everything froze. I ran to Aboa, pulling him from the grasp of this monstrosity. As I pried the claws from his throat, I could see a venom needle which was already moving from under it’s nail to inject Aboa with the toxin. While he wouldn’t have died from it, he would have been unconscious for a very long time. Aboa appeared to be unscathed mostly, having only some minor scrapes apparent. I had to cast a strength spell on myself to move him to a chair while I dealt with the Dragoon. I knew that the Dragoon did not expect a long lasting time sto...

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