Knightmare seized the moment as the transformed Shade stared into space, frowning with crinkling plasticine features. He did the unexpected, the awkward. He swept his claw toward her, stabbing it at her.

Shade shook off her reverie and sidestepped the blow, but this was what Knightmare expected and he had already begun the sharp, quick forward thrust of his sword arm.

The point came within millimeters of Shade’s chest before she twisted and slipped the blow. The sword arm stabbed past her and right through the thick brick wall of the lighthouse. A narrow shaft of daylight entered through the hole.

Monster, Chapter 16