The Vallian Cycle

Chapter fourteen-2

The thoughts rushed through my brain whirling arrow fast, arrow sharp.

Onker! i***t! Dray Prescot — stupid hulu!

This was no business of mine.

And there was this prickly question of honor...

A fighting man, a warrior, let alone a Krozair Brother — how could such a one leave two helpless youngsters to the claws and fangs of a leem? Was the situation one in which, with honor, I could turn tail? Of course it was! My duty, my life, my honor lay with Delia and the children and all the bright promise of the future for our friends and our countries.

What of the evil plans of all those who would bring down the emperor and bathe Vallia in blood? What of the evil devil, that foresworn Wizard of Loh, Phu-si-Yantong? He had sworn he would dominate the world of Kregen. With all humility I fancied