Fragments Chapter 14 Page 39

A click rings out in the now strange silence as he pulls the trigger. The magazine is empty and he drops the rifle with a shrug, as if he’d expected it. He whips the sword through the air to discard whatever blood sat on the blade and, removing the sheath from his back, he slides it into its cover almost ceremoniously. Then drops it to the ground as his hands begin to tremble. The blade is quickly followed by his knee on the tarmac, his legs finally giving way.

As the drones wait for him to fall one of them grunts and sends forward a member of the swarm to test him. She screeches as she gallops forward, but even half dead he catches her by the throat as she gets within range and holds her there, her nails scratching at his arm as she gasps for air. After a few seconds her frantic