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Prologue:
Bodies. Blood. Your breath mingling with the air. You look to your enemy. Children kneel before you. Heads down, eyes closed. Except for one. She looks right at you. Her teeth gritted, face bloodied.
Your eyes linger on her. Her blonde hair is matted, and mud clings to her body, but she isn't afraid. You grin, she's either incredibly dumb...or brave.
These children have destroyed your army, and that required you to attend the matter.
There was little more than fifty-seven survivors, overnight you cut their numbers in half...but they'd taken hundreds of your warriors.
You step forward, lacing your fingers through the blonde girls hair. "Do you know how many lives you've cost me?"
She merely stares at you, daring you. "I did what I had to."
You pull, forcing her to stand. "Blood must have blood."
That's when she head-butts you, taking you both down. She straddles you, biting down on your shoulder, hard. If her hands weren't tied, then they'd be at your neck.
Then in a moment she's lifted from you, but she's kicking and screaming. "What more do you want? You've already cut my people down!"
That's when you pause...as you watch her struggle, blood dripping from your face, you grip your dagger. Blood must have blood.