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eBook Category: Fantasy
eBook Description: Shana left home to find her missing brother, but a quest such as that leads to unexpected paths.

eBook Publisher: Marion Zimmer Bradley Literary Works Trust, Published: Sword & Sorceress 8, 1991
Fictionwise Release Date: January 2008

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Words: 5764
Reading time: 16-23 min.
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The first man was already reaching for Tara when Shanna's smooth sidestep put the other woman behind her. He shrugged and was opening his arms to her instead when her cane whipped up and poked him just beneath the sternum. The breath whooshed out of him and he went over backward.

"Tara--run!"

Shanna was aware that the other woman's dash had faltered as soon as she reached the shadows, but she could do nothing about that now. The downed man was still gasping, but the other two were coming in together in a move perfected during years of tavern brawls. They might even fight better drunk than sober, when they would have had the wit to worry about Shanna's unexpected skill. But the energy that sparked through her as she settled into a fighter's crouch was like wine.

One man made a clumsy dash and Shanna stepped aside in a move that would have been elegantly efficient if her skirts had not hampered her. She saved herself with a wrench and an elbow to the fellow's gut, sensed the other one leaping toward her and kicked at the same time as the cane slashed round.

The petticoats robbed her kick of force, but the cane scored his face and sent him yowling back toward the tavern. Shanna pivoted and struck downward, and his companion subsided into the mud again. A cobblestone thrown from the shadows where Tara had taken refuge discouraged them, but from inside the inn came shouting, and someone appeared in the door. Fighting the urge to finish off her enemies, Shanna took her own advice and ran.