Chapter Forty-Two
Talon
Talon fought inside the garrison, making his way down the stairs, his sword slashing at the remaining Prilonians, the rebels at his side, their own swords equally fast. When they burst out of the door, the ground was littered with bodies, both their side and the enemy’s. Talon looked around, seeing only Caelians and Terstens standing, the three rebels at his side. He lowered his sword, a grin erupting as he turned to Lyle.
“Looks like it wasn’t a good day to die after all.”
Lyle threw back his head and laughed. “Our First Officer and General are going to want to know about this. Looks like it might be time to take care of the Prilonians once and for all.”
Talon stared at Lyle. “The Caelians have a First Officer and my people have a General.”
Lyle nodded. “That
