No, he couldn’t have been. He’d been pathetic any time he had to wield it, and he was ready to do more damage to himself than an enemy any time he thought he might have to pull it out.
But, that was another life.
One Cambria had helped him escape.
“But you might be right about that food thing. I sent her home with two bags of food last night, so I hope she’s loading up.”
…At least bunnies were fast, that might come in handy.
Orangeish Sherbert
