Bann whirled around, shoving Cor to the floor by the island as glass showered down. With a grunt, he buried his blade in the chest of the nearest Fir Bolg, punching through skin and bone and muscle with a satisfying pop. Yanking the knife free just in time, he ducked as another attacked with a sp...
He noticed the same two guards were standing by the door. More waited nearby. Satisfaction, tinged with a touch of pride, filled him at the realization that they feared him enough to make sure he was outnumbered four to one. They fell in behind him, flanking him, as he followed Lebor around the s...