Hadjar cursed the man internally, but he still approached the wizard silently without protest. Looking at Hadjar, he didn’t even try to hide his vile intentions.
Shiakh didn’t care about Aesir’s fate. He just hoped that Hadjar would buckle under the onslaught of the fire arrows and go to his forefathers as well…
“Not gonna happen!” Hadjar whispered.
The wizard’s eyes silently replied with, ‘We’ll see.’ He struck the floor with his staff, and the wall that had been holding back the hail of arrows broke into shimmering fragments that disappeared before they even touched the ground.
Time seemed to slow down. Through what had once been the impenetrable barrier, Hadjar could now see a whole wall of fire and arrows rushing toward him. This wasn’t how he’d imagined ‘the quiet and peaceful
