“Marc?” a man said, piercing the high pitched wail reverberating through his head.
His ass was sore and his right leg went out at an odd angle. While his right thigh was numb, he could wiggle his toes and managed to straighten out his legs.
Marc gave his head a shake in an attempt to clear out of cobwebs. When the ringing continued, he probed the inside of his ear canals as though expecting to find the bell. He clenched his jaw after realising that this ring would be him for a while yet.
“Merde,” Marc swore and was lucky that the Comte and Compress were nowhere to be seen.
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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