Every so often, she warned him of a loose step, or of an obstacle that he could not yet see. He had no trouble with these orders, since soldiers did the same on long marches… We normally slow down as we approach a dead end though…
“Just follow me,” Susanna said.
She walked straight through the wall at the bottom of the stairwell. Marc took a half-step before doubt filled his mind. However, he tensed his jaw, swallowed hard, and followed her scent through to the other side.
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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