My gaze sharpened at the cannonball flying in the air, and before it could reach any closer to me, I aimed hard with my gun, diffusing it mid-air. A dense cloud of smoke erupted.
My heart raced wildly, watching the person leading the charge from the enemy side, and before I could understand anything, he shot another fierce cannonball.
It hit our ship, cracking it into pieces. The soldiers fell into the river.
My jaw tightened as half of the boat behind my back was gone.
“Light it up,” I ordered the soldier, still holding ground with me. We faced imminent drowning.
This was the only chance I had.
Clenching my fists on the cannon’s handle,“Fucking light it up,” I roared.
Though his hands trembled uncontrollably, he carried on.
I aimed at the bottom of their boat, but he fired along.
His cannonball clashed with ours. Everything went dark. I was too stunned to react. My ears were unresponsive, and my eyes saw nothing. Only a ringing sound enveloped me, and I couldn’t hear.
I drowned deep, and when my breath hit my chest, I tried to swim to the surface.
Facing out, I panted hard, adjusting my vision of their ship’s broken base and the water getting in.
Some harm was done.
A smile lingered, but I gritted my teeth angrily as they attacked our other boats.
But it wasn’t enough.
I swam to the ship.
They cannot run alive.
Grabbing the rope, I climbed the ship with much difficulty. My hands ached. The cuts bled, but I tried faster.
The moment I stepped onto their boat, I looked at the tall, well–built soldiers looking at me.
Surprise!
They immediately raised their swords, and I nodded, looking at them, trying to catch my breath.
Raking my eyes, I counted their number over fifty and took my sword out.
Tilting my head sideways, I paced back and looked at the men in deep grey attire. I bit my lip to remind myself that my family awaited me. That my Bhai-sa would kill me if anything happened to me.
My absence would deprive Rudraja of a glorious upbringing and devastate my bhabhi-sas.
I gritted my teeth and remembered the person I wished to forget. Yet, if anything were to happen to me, she would also be heartbroken. She wouldn’t forgive herself and thought it had happened because of her.
Soldiers ran toward me, and I moved my sword through the flesh and beheaded the first one. His head flew out of the boat. The blood splashed over my face before I grabbed the neck of another one in my hand.
They had pissed me off.
How could they kill our soldiers?
First, they try to enter our land and then kill our people. Nah, not done.
“Not done”! I clicked my tongue, pressing harder into his neck. He choked, and another one attacked me. I plunged my sword into his stomach, in and out at a thundering speed, before slicing another’s head.
