Chapter 13

One of those abilities in particular mattered the most. Though Knights had formal training against psychic attacks, the dragon man’s strength had been a surprise. With words alone, his magic had dominated her.

Now, though? Her mind was untouchable. Anyone attempting to dig around in there was in for a very brutal surprise.

“Show me.” Her father held out a hand and his sword appeared as if by magic. It was the enchanted bracelet on his arm, an innocuous stone trinket that allowed him to remain armed at all times.

She pulled her own blade free. It was the size of a dagger, but unfolded rapidly like an old-fashioned switchblade until it was around a meter and a half in length.

Alexandros didn’t move a muscle, yet he was suddenly in front of her, his blade whipping down through the air so fast she could hear the air around it shriek as if being pierced. This was no longer the man who had raised her, nor the teacher who had taught her. This was a man who was tryin