CHAPTER ELEVEN
“You saved his life,” Axel said. “He should be more thankful.”
“It’s a mutual thing. I’ve saved his life, he’s saved mine.”
“Like sliding down a death hill?”
“Team effort.”
Corsair noticed something move in his peripheral vision and turned his head, Axel following his gaze. At the end of the aisle stood a Krosguard soldier.
“Training starts again in a couple of minutes! Move to the courtyard and line up against the church wall!”
“Welp, break time’s over,” Axel said, turning to face Arwenin. “Come on, Arwie.”
Standing, she padded out from her stall as her master shut the door behind her. Axel looked over his shoulder as he walked ahead, leading his steed by the reins.
“You coming?”
“I’ll be with you in a second.”
He turned to look back at Quickpaw as the apothecary
