I will note this was hard because that mother was freaking heavy, but I still managed it.
I was thinking, in the movies, if you tossed a sword to someone who knew how to use it, they could catch it by the handle and carry on fighting without delay.
When Apollo had taken on Pol, he demonstrated he could use a sword.
I just hopped he was really good at it.
I hit the outer room and was thrilled beyond anything he was still holding his own.
But his attention was kind of taken.
Crap.
There was nothing for it.
I had to create an opening.
I grabbed the handle of the saber in both hands, shifted it so the flat was what sang through the air and did what Apollo did with Pol.
I smacked one of the bad guys upside the head with it.
Hard.
He staggered to the side.
Me entering the fray caused a diversion that Apollo took advantage of because it surprised the men, but not him.
He didn’t miss a beat, shoved one of his knives in his belt, held a hand toward me and shouted, “Saber!”
God, I hoped he was as good as those guys in the movies.
I tossed it to him point up.
He caught it by the handle in one hand, whirled, and with a mid-body slice, gutted one of the bad dudes.
Holy crap!
When the guy’s innards became outtards, I felt my eyes go huge as bile shot up my throat and I staggered back.
But Apollo barked, “Maddie, bloody go!”
The one Apollo sliced was down on his back and I was thinking it was a good guess he was continuing the swordfight on some celestial plain. However, the one I’d conked was reentering the action and Apollo again had his hands full.
Two against one. Still no fair.
I focused and not on my wave of nausea. Instead, on a lamp on a table close by. I grabbed it and lifted it over my head. Shuffling this way and that around the battle, I tried to get my opening to smash it on one of the bad dudes’ heads.
“Maddie, what did I say?” Apollo thundered, still clashing steel.
I ignored him because there it was.
My shot.
Crash!
I landed the glass lantern hard on the guy’s head and he went down instantly, out like a light.
I turned to Apollo just in time to watch him make light work of the last one. That was, he disarmed him of his sword with a whirling flourish that actually pulled the sword from the guy’s hand but kept control of it with the tip of his saber whereupon Apollo could twirl it aside, far out of reach.