Sehira walked steadily among the large group of Mavaerian soldiers. Her pace finding its rhythm with the prospect of the imminent battle that they were marching towards.
Finally, she would have the chance to avenge her people and the ones who had perished under the tyrant’s fist. As her feet pressed distractedly down the gravel, she couldn’t help but wince when she recalled the macabre discovery that they had made while she combed the palace’s premises along with her crew, looking for any survivors.
Nothing she had experienced before had been as heart-wrenching as the horrific scene that had welcomed her when she entered the dungeon and the sickening smell of putrid flesh reached her nostrils, making her gag. The sight of the naked young woman bringing tears to her shocked eyes. The deca
