086: Trauma

Their clash made the storm heavier. Corey's arms were starting to get tired as he fought the knight. She swung, each movement more fluid than the last. Her body twisting and turning with the blade. Luke created a helmet to protect Corey's head and neck from the the knights swift hits.

Her anger was increasing, Corey could feel it. But he was sticking to the lie that he didn't have what she wanted in his possession. And he would continue to stick to that even if it killed him. Mikayla didn't understand her husband's reasoning. He could hand over the pendant, but….

The knight would still kill him.

Hmm, she was starting to see there was only one way out for Corey. He had to defeat the knight.

The storm had gotten to bad for her to see, and her skin was getting cold and wrinkly.

"Okay, I'm going back into the tent. Borba, you can watch. Anyone who doesn't want to die from the cold, follow me."

Borba's scowl didn't go down, she got to her feet. Having had enough of watching.

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