Celeste falls to her knees beside her teacher.
The blood on the ground spreads fast, quickly staining the stones red with her mentor's life.
Breck laughs at her and turns to face the rest of us, blade in hand. "So, the weakest link falls first, eh?" He shrugs. "Too bad for him."
He steps over the growing pool of blood as if it is nothing and approaches the rest of us with his blade held ready.
Valentine and Roland rush forward to meet him, but he deflects their initial attacks with ease. He knocks Valentine onto his back easily, superior skill shining brightly.
I snap out of my shock, finally, and launch forward to fight alongside my mentor.
Lucas tries to grab my wrist but I rip it out of his grasp as I move. "Stay back! Take care of Cyril and Celeste!"
