My sword buried into the ground. He swiped at me. I leaped back as the claws slashed before me. From the other side, Nathalie’s fiery sword swept do...wn at him, the young girl’s face twisted in revulsion as she let out a loud screech.Her crackling blade slammed into the ground, missing Prince Meinard. Grass crisped black, smoking from the heat. Her armor wavered and danced, heat bleeding off of her, spilling through the air. She felt like a walking furnace. She ripped up her sword, pivoted. I found Andy and relayed the conversation. Andy made the call to make sure the last security persons with the Suburban saw to it the mechanics got over to the terminal building for the flight home and then return to the embassy.The truck and vehicles arrived with the last of our crates and people. The skid steer driver now had it down to a science. The crates were quickly unloaded.There was still plenty of daylight left so Andy assigned Mac Desilva (one of the team leaders) and his group the. As soon as he closed the door behind us, I felt his hand on my arm.I turned to speak to him, but he was suddenly all over me like a whirlwind. His mouth found mine, one hand cupped my right boob and the other slid underneath the hem of my skirt.I gasped out loud and tried to push him away, but he was too strong. His thick lips were all over my neck and he was pinching my nipple between his fingers."Wait, wait," I told him, trying to catch my breath. "I'm married, Antony."I naively held up my. Loose blue jeans were soaked through, as was the long sleeved white shirt he wore. The water had turned the garment transparent. Cotton clung to the outlines and shapes of the muscles in his chest, his abdomen and across his shoulders, and it also revealed the tattoo black wings, line art outlines only, that the boy bore across his shoulders. Sera had designed then for him, and these days, Thomas really did have wings. He walked softly in the rain, each step slow as he moved forwards with his.