Koshmarnyk played with his long knife and watched Kamira brush her hair. The tentative manner with which she moved her left arm told him of a recent injury. Veelk repacked their bags nearby, and then they would likely be on their way again. With a little distraction, this could be Koshmarnyk’s best opportunity.
“I believe there are some stories to be told before we set out again,” he said.
Kamira looked at Veelk, and after the mage killer nodded, she said, “I’ll try to make it short, so ask if something is unclear. Recently, we came across a powerful demon. It’s the one I have a pact with now and who controls the nightflies. He put a spell on me, and if I don’t find a way to free him from his prison, I’ll die, and the world will suffer another Cataclysm.”
He arched his eyebrows. After V
