154. Josiah looked as if he had swallowed a frog and it had refused to go down and was lodged somewhere along his throat. He looked as if he was gagging but whatever it was refused to come out.
He, like me, couldn't believe his luck.
Like me, he thought that I was all alone and I was sure that he thought that I was done for.
From my thinking, Josiah thought that since I was all alone, he would tire me by making me fight with his minions, from his personality we all can tell that he didn't care whether they lived or died, and after I was getting to him, I would be so done that he would just defeat me like a piece of paper.
But now the situation had been reversed. It was no longer me against all this huge party but us.
Even though Josiah's army hadn't been outnumbered, he could clearly
