Thief of Time - Grip

Lobsang followed it.

A moment later someone behind him grabbed him by the neck. He went to break the lock, and realized how much he'd relied on slicing when he was fought. Besides, the person behind him had a very strong grip indeed.

'I just want to make sure you don't do anything silly,' it said. It was a female voice. 'What is this thing on your back?'

'Who are-?'

'The protocol in these matters,' said the voice, 'is that the person with the killer neck-grip asks the questions.’

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