We are all exhausted by the time we stop at Silver Shadow’s dungeon. All our warriors spend the night with Larry in the cabin. The poor bastard had to spend the entire night in that chair, staring out of the window. I guess the warriors were just too piss*d off for killing their fellow fighters to allow him to be comfortable.
Fresh pain radiates through me as I open my door and climb out. I thought my shoulder would have been healed by now. Maybe I put too much strain on it yesterday.
Mason and I escort the warriors as they take Larry inside. I do not want to miss the satisfaction as the door locks behind him.
“Boss?” An unshaven and unkept Felix grabs onto the bars from his cell. Disappointment and sorrow are written all over his face.
Larry looks at him once before he lowers his gaze
