Two hours later, Viper reclined back in a chair next to the large viewport lining the wall, sipping a strong liquor that Bahadur said came from the mountainous areas of his world. He stretched his long legs out in front of him and released a heavy sigh.
“What is it? Still wishing you had killed me?” Bahadur asked, breaking the silence. “It was war. I did what I had to do to protect my people, just as you did.”
Viper took another sip of the strong drink before he lowered it to stare down into the swirling orange colored liquid. He waited as the fire of the liquor burned down his throat, hit his stomach, and exploded outward to ignite his blood as it coursed through his system. They were on their third round and he was beginning to feel the power behind the potent blend.
“I know,” Viper r
