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“Yes they will die,” Valdis agreed. “But for a noble cause. If you don’t take this opportunity their deaths will be in vain.”
Kaita held Mak’s gaze for a second longer and then nodded, tears filling her eyes as the males who’d fought by her side for the last cycle fell under enemy blades. The sound of plasma crackling was loud in the baths.
Valdis ushered them through, slicing another Neprijat down his spine, splitting the skin to the bone. Kaita slipped on blood and tried not to think about the tracks they’d leave. This was a fool’s mission and they were all going to die.
Then the six of them were through the door and Valdis dragged them along, trying to find the best route with the least amount of Neprijat.
A guard came running around the corner. “Stop!” he yelled.
At least ten more appeared behind him and Kaita froze. Valdis started talking about how he was supposed to bring the female slaves to the king.
Another ten warriors appeared at the other end of the hall.
They were effectively trapped with pistols pointed at them from every direction.
Kaita tried not to think about her warriors still dying behind them.
Just when she was about to use her tiny blade the Neprijat began to fall.
Delphine and Roxy pressed their shoulders against hers and they all readied to fight. Then another Neprijat fell, and another until the warriors turned to fight off the new enemy.
“The king or this fight?” Valdis asked again, waiting for her orders.
“The king,” Kaita told him before slipping the blade back into her mouth. She didn’t know which of her people were fighting the Neprijat, but she was thankful for the timing.
Valdis ran with them and Kaita stopped dead when she realized what she was seeing.
Neprijat were fighting Neprijat.
“What the hell is going on?” Valdis muttered. He glanced back at her and the other females. “We may have to fight through to the king.”
Kaita took the blade from her mouth again. “I don’t care what we have to do to get to him, but I need to get there or all of this is pointless,” she said, waving her hand at the carnage. “The window is small and the timing has to be perfect.”
Roxy and Delphine nodded. “Adelina needs him dead,” Roxy stated. “Take us there.”
Valdis nodded and pulled off the chains to give them more freedom of movement. There was no time to change into the armor – they would have to wait until they found a quiet hall or room.
Despite the lack of protection they dove into the fray, cutting down Neprijat in their path. Blazing a trail to the king as quickly as they could before a palace-wide alarm went off. As long as the warriors were killed before they could send warning they still had a tiny chance.
Others should be rising up across the system, wreaking havoc with the Neprijat. Too many transmissions would clog up their system and hopefully confuse them into making mistakes that would help the Corinthians take back what was theirs – holding off the Neprijat just long enough…
Adelina had to reach them before they released the hounds.
Kaita sliced one Neprijat across the jugular quick and hard. His blood spurted from his neck with a surprised look on his face. She switched the disc to the other signal she’d programmed it with. One that went directly to the Queen of Draga.
“Please hurry,” Kaita whispered, dodging a guard’s attack just in time. “I’m about to reach the king, but things have already gone to shit. Please, get here before they loose those hounds.”
“We’re already within Khara’s borders,” Adelina replied. “Just a little longer Kaita. Hold on for just a little longer.”
The signal went dead and Kaita tossed it back to Valdis before blocking a Neprijat guard. But she was too late and too unprotected. A second was already plunging his blade for her soft belly. Kaita closed her eyes, cursing Fate for letting her fail.
Plasma crackled against plasma and the heat scorched her skin, but it did not gut her. Her eyes flew open to see another Neprijat had blocked the attack. Kaita stood there dumbfounded that she wasn’t dead. Then she looked around and realized that most of the guards were dead.
The one who’d saved her killed his brother and snarled, blood still sizzling on his blade.
“Why did you help us?” she demanded. “To curry favor with the king?”
She didn’t expect the warrior to whip around and rake his gaze over her body with disgust. Kaita flinched when he pulled back his insignia to reveal…a very familiar golden crest. A wolf howling to a full moon wrapped in roses.
