“I stand behind Sebastien and with one thrust I have wrung him through. Sebastien chokes, attempts to shout, but then just drops to the ground in a heap. Cicero’s eyes are wide with astonishment and torment while he stares at his fallen brother as if he can’t believe what he’s seeing. When he finally looks up, I see rage in his eyes. I point my sword at him. “You’re next.”
