Chapter 43
- Damian’s Pov
- “You fight like a dead man,” I taunted Henry— one of the training warriors—as he tried to attack again from behind. I took him by surprise as I dodged his strike and hooked my arm around his neck. He struggled for breath as I squeezed the air out of him, his face already turning blue as he frantically patted my arm.
- I released him and he collapsed to the ground, rubbing his throat as he wheezed for air.