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    Crossing Boundaries (4)

    Shane jumped off her own horse battling the gar courageously as if she had fought them before. She knew exactly how to move and where to hit the gar. Bette, standing up with a painful grimace, swung her sword at the gar. The gar easily dodged and brought a clawed paw toward Bette.

    Bette jumped back, but not far enough, and the claw slammed her in the chest, leaving a deep gash on her caramel skin. She didn’t understand. She didn’t feel that power she had felt the first time. She didn’t feel like she had any control on anything.

    When she heard a scream, Bette swerved her head around to see Tina ducking as much as she could as the third gar clawed at her viciously.

    “Tina!” Bette cried running toward her only to be pushed ferociously against a tree by the gar she had been fighting. Then she felt it, that deep set anger within her. She felt the hum of the sword in her skin and with a yell she lunged forward toward the gar and swung wildly at him. The gar, caught off guard, screeched horribly as the sharp blade cut swiftly through his skin.

    The gar fell dead and Bette turned to her horse that had run away. “Shit,” Bette murmured running as fast as her legs could carry toward Tina. She another screech and she knew Shane had successfully killed her gar, but her only focus was on Tina. She ran quickly trying to reach the blonde as the gar descended on her again.

    Bette knew he wouldn’t miss this time and she let out a cry of distress, still to far to do anything. Tina looked back at the creature and shut her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain, but it never came.

    Heat filled the area and a giant ball of fire slammed the gar in the chest as he descended. The gar fell to the floor, screeching in agony and Tina stopped her horse, letting out a sigh. Bette’s jaw dropped in surprise and she ran toward Tina faster.

    “Relax, we’re safe,” Shane said pulling up next to her on her horse.

    “Relax? There was a fucking ball of fire!” Bette cried.

    “That was Alice,” Tina said approaching Bette with her horse and pointing in between the trees.

    Comments

    1. So?..what is the big deal about being a Conffesor?…If even the blind witch that guarding the bridge is afraid to Tina?..and even Tina is afraid of herself..What is up?….And.. [Wiggling my eyebrows] ..Me liked the ointment applying..omg…:).. and a little “reacquainted” of Alice and Tasha..it’s bravo. heheeh!.. “Lick me baby”.. yeah that’s the way to go Alice!..

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