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flesh blended with the music playing in the background, adding their own lethal edge to it.
    Out of the corner of her eye, Becca saw Joshua making his way towards her brother. She wanted to do the same but her alert mind drew her attention back to Megan. Reading the Ivory’s movements, Becca was prepared when the woman raised her flaming sword and went straight for her. Ducking Megan’s arm, Becca’s own daggers got a fleeting taste of skin before she came up behind her attacker. It put her in the middle of the fray but she knew she could count on Matt and Joshua to warn her if anyone made a move towards her.
    Over the last few weeks the three of them had fought together often enough to develop their own dance, backing the other up while distracting or going full throttle at their enemy. This time there was just one problem. Becca realized it the moment they took the first hits. While Megan and their Guard were coming at them with all teeth bared, Matt and Joshua held back. A disadvantage, but one Becca could understand even in that far away place of her mind. Bruising the other Ivorys’ pride and being careful not to get hurt too badly in the process would have to be enough.
    Becca feigned to the left then dodged to the right, trying to get past the sword’s reach as her feet side-stepped lightly around her attacker. She needed to make that sword useless by getting into Megan’s face - all the while avoiding the white flames. The Ivory’s cockiness definitely worked in Becca’s favor.
    Ha.
    Seeing the opening she’d been waiting for, Becca sneaked in to grab Megan’s sword hand.  She thrust it down on her knee, the wrist connecting sharply, and the sword dropped to the ground. Its lethal light fainted. Using her momentum, Becca turned her body and followed up with a blow of her elbow to the Ivory’s face. Blood gushed.
    However, her victory was only short-lived.
    A glance to reassure herself that Joshua had gotten Quinn out of the line of fire made her stomach sink. He was outnumbered, surrounded. Three Ivorys had managed to separate them from the rest of the fight and were circling the two like vultures. Bleeding from several cuts and blows, it was clear that Joshua would defend her brother with his life.
    But that was not an option. She would make sure all of them made it – at least tonight.
    Using the bleeding Megan as a shield, Becca pushed the Ivory into the fray in an attempt to cleave a way for herself. Focusing on her brother and Joshua, she fought as best as she could.
    However, sometimes it simply wasn’t enough.
    Becca looked on in horror as Joshua was overpowered while Quinn, who had sprouted his wings, was grabbed from behind before he could escape. Helplessly, she watched as her baby brother tried to squirm away from the flaming knife that was put to his throat.
    “Noooooooo,” she screamed as her right hand reached out, wanting to interfere, to grab her brother - but there was nothing she could do.
    The sounds of the fight around her faded, let her frantic heart beat drown her in her own silence.
    Out of nowhere a winged figure jumped from the stage and dove right for the Ivorys holding Quinn and Joshua. Stunned shouts were cut off and silenced. Grunts erupted, replacing the war cries from earlier. The heavy thud of flesh on flesh was like the reviving shock of a defibrillator to her system, and she burst through her attackers. A scream made her look up in time to see the stranger, an Ebony she now realized, drop to the floor.
    The moment Becca finally reached them, Matt came up beside her and together they stood as one against the remaining Ivorys still able to stand on their feet. Sensing their defeat, they fled the scene of their embarrassment.
    Once peaceful silence reigned around them, her eyes came to rest on Quinn. Being the typical mother figure, she searched for injuries before tackling him with her hug. After a moment he had to push her away so she could see him signing that he was