Man of War – Excerpt No. 10

Through blurred vision be focused on the soothing male voice. Every word was filled with concern, but he may as well have been speaking Greek, because his mind could not process what was going on. 

A hand pressed against his shoulder, and his training kicked in. His head cleared and he snapped his head fast enough to surprise the man. When the three versions of his attacker coalesced into a single image Marc relaxed visibly. He recognised the man as his weapons trainer, Bertrand.

“Say something,” Bertrand said.

Three copies of the same man looking roughly at the same place. Blurred and bathed in white light, to render them unrecognizable.

Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.


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