next knight held back a little further seeing what just happened to his
... you’re a real Firesmyth,” he sputtered.
Mancuso just smiled and bowed gracefully.
that he was alone ... the knight ran.
What about six? Mancuso turned and looked. No one else
around except for the ones he already vanquished. “But I saw
six,” he muttered. “Where is the leader and,” he wondered
with dread, “where is the chest.”
a moan the blinded Shadow Knight blinked and started to regain sight
only to see a blur of Mancuso rushing him. The knight shifted his
weight to a ready stance but it was too late and he felt his legs sweep
out from under him. The ground impacted with a thud that knocked
his breath out. He opened his eyes only to look down at a glowing
blade beneath his chin.
sent you?” asked Mancuso pressing the flat tip against his chin.
his pain the fallen knight replied only with a look of silent defiance.
must be someone who you fear more than death. Who?”
knight looked at him through narrowed eyes and hissed, “Someone you
Mancuso replied shaking his head, “someone I pity. Now how did
you know of my coming?”
you think my master would know the hour and place of your return?”
pressed the flat end of LaSor harder against the man’s chin so he
could feel the heat of the blade edge. As he did so, he caught
sight of something behind the man’s ear. He turned the man’s
head with his free hand. The knight jerked to resist but Mancuso
repositioned his weight to pin him down. “Tell me of this.”
The knight didn’t respond but