Kaidën
Good.
The smell of fear permeates the air, with both men shivering and staring at me.
Even the smell of their fear is pungent, and irritating, like the smell of a rotten corpse, spreading all over.
These men have done horrible things-things that have tainted their scent, and presence.
"I just need you to take me to the dungeon." I say, evenly.
Once they have taken me to the dungeon, I can dispose of them immediately, because their survival is impossible.
"It will be difficult for a rogue to go to the dungeon, but we can take you there please."
The smaller man says, spluttering out in a weak tone.
I nod my head, and kick at the one on his knees. "Tell me what happened to the omega in the dungeon."
The man's eyes dart towards his friend, and nearly all the color dr
