Taboo - Guards

Drake and Taboo darted between the guards’ spears, striking home with ease, filling the air with a fine red spray. The guards, so used to bullying manacled slaves around, struggled to hold the therian warriors back. With the guards preoccupied, that just left Drew facing the Lizardlord.

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Ignus screamed to his men for assistance, but they were occupied by the therian gladiators. Silver weapons or not, none were seasoned warriors like Taboo and Drake. The pile of Scorian corpses grew.

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Drew and his companions emerged into the sunlight. The air was parched and dry, unlike the humid, chemical atmosphere in the throne room, and Drew could feel his sweat already drying. He looked at Taboo and Drake at his side, his fellow therians shifting back to their human forms. All three bore many wounds, but most were superficial.

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