"Step aside, mortal," the guardsman ordered.
The guardsman drew a sword.
The guardsman struck with nonchalance that told Jule just how much he was being underestimated.
When the guardsman rose, the arrogance was gone from his face, replaced by anger.
"What are you?" the guardsman demanded, withdrawing.
The guardsman was on his back, but Jule knew he wouldn't be down for long.
Jule turned to see the guardsman sit and begin trying to pull the arrows from his chest.
She lowered the crossbow, her gaze going from the guardsman to him.
The guardsman was done playing with him.
If I fought off a guardsman as a human, I can take on an Other with my powers back.
The building had been burnt to the ground, and the guardsman began the process of sifting through the ashes.
The guardsman lowered his gaze to the ashes as he began digging in earnest.
The guardsman hesitated, not sensing the soul of the dead immortal despite the blood.
Traveling to the portal between worlds, the guardsman took one last look around then dropped through the gateway to the immortal world.
She crouched, catching sight of a guardsman several hundred feet away.
"The guardsman will show you to your room," the Watcher said as they reached the building.
I can kill a guardsman in the immortal world.
She held her breath as the guardsman on the outside hesitated, seeking out the two prisoners he couldn't see.
Jenn let her instincts take over, ignoring the instinct that told her no mortal should be able to fight one guardsman, let alone three.
A punch to his throat kept him from reacting, and she launched up again as the fourth guardsman attacked.
The dagger jammed it open, and the guardsman reached up to snatch it.
The guardsman on the ground rose, coughing and choking from her blows.
Jenn tackled the guardsman trying to close the door.
She strained to keep her hold on the guardsman, even as the other one left the cell and snatched a sword to finish her off.
Its power raced through her and out, sending the guardsman nearest her flying.
Jenn looked from the next guardsman to the Other whose lightning lit up its hands.
He knocked the guardsman back with a punch and deflected the Other's lightning effortlessly.
She stepped away to slash at a guardsman then tugged the necklace on quickly.
Are you going to be a guardsman or a diplomatist? asked Prince Andrew after a momentary silence.
Napoleon walked about in front of his tent, looked at the fires and listened to these sounds, and as he was passing a tall guardsman in a shaggy cap, who was standing sentinel before his tent and had drawn himself up like a black pillar at sight of the Emperor, Napoleon stopped in front of him.
On the evening of October 11 Seslavin came to the Aristovo headquarters with a French guardsman he had captured.