The man flung out by Morwenna had his arm twisted and broken, a serious injury to his waist to boot.

Another one received a headbutt so fierce, he might as well have a concussion.

These thugs had kidnapped Stuart, and Morwenna was relentless in her attack, aiming to end the fight swiftly.

Out of five, three were already out of the fight.

The silence hung heavy for a moment in the abandoned warehouse.

Morwenna had never been formally trained in combat. Her fighting skills were honed in the wild, wrestling with beasts in the backwoods.

She fought with a raw ferocity that made it impossible to predict her next move.

Just as she was about to continue her assault, the sinister man with an eyepatch had somehow moved behind Stuart, pressing a switchblade against his throat, his voice cold and threatening, "Stop, or I kill him!"

had been gaining momentum,

the nerve, girl. Now,

gripped it tighter, not

the blade slightly, causing fresh blood to stream from an old wound on Stuart's neck,

Morwenna's hand clattered to the

man who had harmed Stuart before. She stood, tense and ready, like a wild animal, her gaze

man with the eyepatch broadened his grin, "That's more like it. Now, stay put, no funny business, or I slit his throat

goon still capable of

spoke, "Morwenna, get out of here. Who said I needed you to come for me? Did you think about if I need rescuing? They wouldn't dare kill me. This was all a setup, a trap using myself as bait. Look how easily these

the eyepatch stopped grinning and became more threatening as he pushed the blade in harder.. "What are

you move that knife away from me. As long as I'm alive, you have a chance to walk away from this. If anything happens to me,

was Stuart, the infamous schemer. There was probably some truth to his

his

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