Running at War, Shu-fang let the other woman throw her down the embankment. There was no time to pause. Shu-fang got up and started to run.

“Coward!”

The shriek rang in her ears. She remembered once that would have made her pause, deny, but Shu-fang knew better. She had known better for some time.

It didn’t matter what War said. War would never understand. Shu-fang didn’t really need her to.

She only had to get away.

Shu-fang did.