This six is from a new project. I’m giving it until the 10k mark to convince me I should finish writing it. 😉
His eyes narrowed with thinly veiled promise. Perfect.
I looped the thread behind his head, jerking down hard enough his chin caught my shoulder. While he was stunned, I twisted to his side, away from his sword, until I stood at his back and my makeshift garrote sliced his throat. My knee at his lower back gave me leverage. Using my weight, I pulled until he gurgled wetly and my thread flossed between his vertebrae.
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