Aramis didn’t move.
“Go!” Mel screamed. The horseman reached the road. Aramis looked from Mel to the templar. He didn’t feel right about leaving his friend behind. In the army, they taught that a soldier should never be left behind. Aramis knew what Mel said was true, however. If Mordum walked the earth as a man, Hell would come with him. There was more at stake than one man’s life, no matter if it was his friend or not.
“Go!” Mel screamed again.
Aramis grit his teeth in anger. There was no other option. He turned and fled.
—
Mel watched over his shoulder as Aramis sprinted off. He nodded in grim satisfaction. “Goodbye, my friend.” He turned to face the templar, who had dismounted and was approaching deliberately.
“He won’t get far,” the templar said. “After I destroy you, he will be
