The attacker fell into the pit with an abruptly short scream.
His would-be attacker was a woman.
She didn't want to think about it, not when her hands were covered in the blood of her attacker-turned-savior.
Short of fighting him off as she would an attacker, there was nothing she could do but submit.
Distracted, her attacker cut through one legging then the other.
Rhyn glanced at him, taking in the arm in a sling. Kris was healing from an attacker Rhyn had saved him from, the day Katie killed herself.
Taran met the first attacker head on with his sword and sought to turn his horse with his legs.