Chapter 248

HAVING PERSONALLY TRAINED CAT, IGNATIUS knew she'd held back. Had she performed the move fully, she would have made a more deliberate twist of the wrist before dealing a blow to his elbow, shattering the joint. Not wasting the opportunity, he shoved to his feet, pulling his sword from its sheath and grabbed the axe from the floor. Cat stood between him and Alek, and beyond Alek stood Yakov, the traitor's eyes on the prize while he fought Alek with care, no offensive strokes, confirming Elena's suspicions to Ignatius.

A bit of a pity, he thought, it'd be so much simpler if Yakov killed Alek. Not that Ignatius wouldn't enjoy the task but it would probably take a while to get Cat to warm to him again.

Now, how to deal with Cat?

Ignatius considered the situation while pacing, watching her mirror his moves. Something obviously prevented her using her gift, perhaps that tile, he mused to himself. That meant Cat only had her fighting skills to rely on. Thinking more on that, he slid the sw