Prophecy. James Axler
his muscles.
“We don’t mean you harm,” one of the others said, “but we couldn’t risk you attacking.”
Jak nodded. If he was in their position, he would act defensively. And he had to give it to them; they were good. It was a more than evenly matched standoff, and they knew it.
“What do with me now?” he asked, aware that while he was still prone he was at their mercy.
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