LEAVE THE WHORE TO ME…
The effects might as well have been physical. He stepped back, and bit down harder, until he wanted to vomit. While the nausea challenged him to breathe, he nevertheless managed to lift her onto his shoulder while carrying the torch.
YOU WILL FEEL MY WRATH…
She was light, which surprised him. For someone who could easily overpower him, his mind could not consolidate the disconnect. With his urging, they reached a point where the voice ebbed.
“Thank you,” Susanna said. “I’m fine now.”
He placed her down gently and waited as she steadied herself.
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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