My senses were a lot sharper than they used to be; if not for that unsought enhancement, I wouldn't have seen this coming.
Creedy shunted the small dagger with the finesse of a stable boy, but I stepped to the side and grabbed his arm, squeezing so tight that it fell, bouncing off its tip before launching into the portal.
Better hope it doesn't catch anyone on the other side.
'We're on the same team!'
Creedy spat on the floor. 'That's a lie. You're trying to stop Nightmouth, are you not?'
My silence was answer enough. The other three approached cautiously, awaiting the best chance to strike. I was surrounded, though, to my immediate relief, none were wielding staffs. 'Let me guess, Creedy; you weren't afraid for your life when the west flank was falling. You were trying to cause indecision and panic?'
