|Chapter 24: The Isle|
Covenant was not looking at her. He watched Brinn with an aghast nausea which forced Linden to wheel in that direction.
The Haruchai had gripped the First's blade in one hand. Against her great strength, he strove to thrust the iron away from his throat. Blood coursed down his forearm as the longsword bit his flesh; but his determination did not waver. In a moment, he would sever his fingers if the First did not relent.
"Brinn!" Linden protested.
The Haruchai showed no sign that he heard her.
Cursing under her breath, the First withdrew her sword. "You are mad." She was hoarse with emotion. "I will not accept the burden of your maiming or death in this way."