Lyra
The guards were badly outnumbered, but they still fought like hell to hold the rogues back. They swung their swords with clean, practiced skill and dropped a few of the attackers. Even so, there were simply too many, and it didn’t take long before the guards were completely surrounded.
I watched in horror as one of them got overwhelmed, his sword flying from his hand. He tried to fight back with just his fists, but it was pointless. The rogues were too strong and there were too many of them.
One rogue smashed the hilt of his sword into the guard’s head. The man crumpled to the floor, out cold. Then the rogues started dragging the noncombatants out of the chamber, their screams and desperate pleas echoing everywhere.
I grabbed the hand of the woman being roughly yanked by one of th
