“I suppose you must be wondering where I’m taking you,” Rampart said.
“When you get captured as often as I do, you learn to roll with the punches,” I replied with a shrug. “And anyway, it doesn’t matter. I’m getting out of here pretty soon.”
Rampart looked me over. “You’re an interesting protagonist, Crisanta. I can see why Arian and the antagonists are so obsessed with catching you. It almost makes me hope that Alex won’t be blessed by the Boar’s Mouth. If you’re the only one capable of retrieving Excalibur, then it means I won’t have to kill you. At least not for the time being.”
My brows furrowed at the mention of Alex’s name, which caused Rampart to smile.
“Sore subject, isn’t it?” He leaned back. “Your brother betraying you the way that he did? Well, it is a good lesson for you. T
