Warrior

"There he is!" It was the voice of the woman he had rescued. "He tried to eat me, he did!" Braeden closed his eyes and wondered how long it would take before the situation escalated.

Not long, as it turned out. When he opened his eyes, a small mob had already formed in a semi-circle around him. They’d left him no room for escape; as narrow as Cat’s Alley was, his back was pressed against one of the red-and-blue buildings that lined the street. "No time to grab your pitchforks, eh?" he murmured.