Jaden stepped around the demon as Tamara’s soldiers prepared it for transportation to the citadel. Reinhart had requested its body for further study, and since the other one seemed to be in too many pieces, this one was being tightened with ropes and covered in cloth so as not to scare the people on the streets.
Wincing from the pain in his ribs that seemed to turn sharper every time he took a breath, Jaden headed for the door that the soldiers had cleared out along with most of the rubble. He had to ignore the weird glances he received from his own soldiers. According to Glen, word had already spread that he had beaten one of the demons by himself, with nothing but a sword, and the shift in his men’s eyes was bothering him. Some looked at him with fear or awe, while others openly gawked,
