Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the brake lights of the woman's car as she drove down the driveway. Satisfied, he focused on the immortal and keeping his weakening shoulder moving. He didn't know if the Watchers would let him die or not, but he was about to find out.

Yully stopped at the end of the driveway and squeezed her eyes closed, tormented by her conscience. Her body was stiff from her father's blows, her blood racing.

I'm going to do my best to kill him before he kills you. Jule wasn't what her father said he should be. He may have wanted to kill her at one point, but he'd just taken an arrow to the chest and calmly told her to run so he could defend her. In the morning, her father really would kill him, and she'd be lucky to escape with another beating.

She twisted in her seat to look back at the figures fighting in the bright motion sensor detection lights of the garage. Jule was knocked off his feet by a hard blow but got back up, beckoning to the other creature with a look of confidence out of place for his bloodied face. She felt he was weakening with the same strange sense that told her where he was. He was a fool if he thought he could fight a creature that didn't die!

Her heart pounding, she turned the car around and drove back towards the dueling men. Yully kept her gaze on the man Jule battled until his back was to her. She floored the car's accelerator, closed her eyes, and prayed she hit him.

There was a thump as the car smacked a body, and her eyes flew open. Jule's opponent was standing in her headlights, staring at her, while Jule's body rolled to a stop a few feet away.

"Oh, dear, god!" she breathed.

The swordsman lifted a sword off the ground and raised it, charging her. Yully spun out as she shoved her foot to the floor again, wincing when she hit him and drove him into the side of the garage. He flailed for a moment then went still, pinned between the car and the garage.

Yully opened the door and looked around wildly. Jule lay on the ground a short distance away.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," she said, running to him. She dropped beside him and rolled him onto his back. "I'm so sorry!"

To her surprise, he chuckled and then grimaced. His face was bloodied, and one arm was covered in blood from his shoulder wound. He didn't seem to be bleeding from anywhere else, though she wasn't sure she hadn't damaged anything else by running him over.




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