Chapter FiftyMeria was enraged. Her plan was ruined by some wastelander and one of her own people. The rage of the beasts she depended on had all but fizzled out. “If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself,” she said to herself, eyes focused on the enemy below her.
It wouldn't be long now before she would tear them apart one by one. “You don't have to, you know,” Ryan said, chained to a railing as they both fell. “Shut up, you're going to watch all of your friends be torn apart,” she replied.
Rabor landed in the sea, the splash of the green sea water exploded high into the air around her. Immediately the four knights surrounded her, but there was a problem. Rabor was seven hundred and fifty feet tall. It was bright red. Her eyes burned with yellow fire.
“What the hell
