Raven & Neil
Raven
“Please! Have mercy!”
The screams echoed through the forest, each more frantic and guttural than the last. I ran as fast I could toward the source of the noise, not caring if I was soaking wet in my underwear or if branches whipped at my bare skin.
Someone was in trouble. Whatever it was, I had to help.
But then I came to a skidding halt as I saw what was happening.
In the clearing up ahead, I could see…
Neil. Standing over a young man with his hands bound behind his back, his neck bent over a flat rock. Guards surrounded the clearing they stood in, several of them holding back a man and a woman who were screaming bloody murder.
And Neil…
Neil had a sword in his hands.
“Have mercy!” the woman screamed. “That’s my son! Please don’t kil
