SFFSat 19/1/13

 This is my snippet this week for SFFSat. SFFSat is a place where a number of authors post snippets from their written works, and give the opportunity for comments, support and encouragement. Please also explore the other blogs that are part of this set - you can find the information here.

This snippet carries on directly from last time's events, back before Christmas in the real world. Sorrel has picked a fight with three graalur. One, nicknamed Crest, is dead. One is fighting the woman Sorrel was trying to rescue. The third, unimaginatively named Three, is still thoroughly alive, much to Sorrel's dismay.

 

Three lunged suddenly. I had expected it - he could see I was almost on top of Crest. His plan was to push me backwards or make me jump back, and fall on the body. Good tactic - unluckily for Three, I'd been banking on his trying it. I flung myself sideways, instead, letting his blow go right over me, extending his reach. Leaving him vulnerable under his arm. I thrust my sword home, catching him cleanly. His turn to scream.

Volg it, he was almost as fast as Wrack! He turned sideways, pulling away so that the blow only went in a few inches, not getting anywhere near his heart.

 Comments and thoughts welcomed!