Chapter 26: Thirst
Aric gave a slow nod, letting silence stretch as he processed the mountain of unspoken meaning buried beneath every interaction so far.
Kael soon returned to his spot, plopping down with folded arms and a glare carved straight from stone. He still looked at Aric like he had stolen something sacred.
Aric, however, had more interesting things to do than trade stares. He knelt beside one of the fallen voidspawn, fingers brushing over its warped, cooling flesh. The residual mana clung like mold to its corpse.
"Let's see what secrets you left behind," Aric murmured to himself.
Studying enemy anatomy was never a waste. Knowing how they died meant knowing how they lived. And that, in turn, could become a weapon.
He examined each wound with methodical precision. Two kill p
