Distraction

-Karen-

"Tsk tsk, Karen. Do you want to fight us? You will lose in any case. You don't have enough energy to fight," Bart said sternly. I threw him a hateful look. "You shouldn't waste the gift that they give you. You certainly won't get a second chance with our king-"

"Go kill yourselves!" I snapped coldly as I scowled disdainfully. "Just leave me alone!" Conor laughed softly while Bart shook his head and approached the bed.

"Go on the other side, Conor." Bart approached from the right and Conor from the left. Go ahead. See what happens! They lunged at the same time. I raised the shackles at their faces, and they both hit the metal, yelling in pain.

"Damn this fucking woman!" Conor shouted as I snickered with glee. That was perfect! He gave me a dirty look as Bart felt his cheek to ensure he wasn't injured.

"Well, Karen, looks like round one goes to you," Bart advised, pursing his lips. "Remind me again why this was a smart idea to give the fighter a damn weapon, Conor?!"

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