Chapter 807

• My rational mind didn't desert me, despite the hopelessness of my situation. My eyes stayed over the curve of the target. I presented her with a shot. The trade-off was I knew what she was doing. She shot, burying a shaft a centimeter below the rim; nearly punching through and into my face. She was a really clever lady.
• Her next move was to stalk me. Someone shut Aya up. I couldn't spare a glance to see if she'd been taken away. My unknown assassin was confident, not gloating. She didn't have much respect for me. She undoubtedly had read my Havenstone file, even Elsa's report. I had no tricks. I had Aya's arrow and that wasn't even a real arrow - it was for target practice.
• The other Amazons used diamond-shaped hunting arrows which they were clearly qualified to use. The brutal reality was I was going to die. A female warrior from a martial culture versus an adventurous college graduate - no matter how you worked the math, I wasn't going to make it. The Blonde Death wove between the targets, forcing me back until I had one target left to hide behind.