Zavien
One moment she was standing before him, the next she was gone, his staff swinging through empty air. A small cloud of dirt was his only indicator that she'd slipped behind him. Eyes growing wide in fear, he made a move to step forward, planning to twist and defend against a raised attack. However, he didn't anticipate the low blow to his legs.
As he pivoted, Melita made contact with his ankle, the wood hitting bone in a painful thwack that had him stumbling forward. Zavien pulled a hissing breath through his teeth while he slid his stinging leg behind him. Trying to keep his wits about him, he spun his staff in a sweeping block before sliding it across the ground.
As he pivoted, Melita made contact with his ankle, the wood hitting bone in a painful thwack that had him stumbling forward. Zavien pulled a hissing breath through his teeth while he slid his stinging leg behind him. Trying to keep his wits about him, he spun his staff in a sweeping block before sliding it across the ground.
I learned that in suffering,
we find the true measure of our strength.
we find the true measure of our strength.
