Chapter Eleven
Arria glanced at the two limp bodies on the ground. They were pathetic. That was the only word she could think of to describe them. By herself, she’d overcome them in a battle of swords. She figured the human to be weak, but even the kheshlar was useless. She had always heard Anaela was a good archer, but her shots were too predictable.
She relaxed her grip before sheathing her sword. They weren’t worth the effort. Her mission was too important. With her two stalkers out of her way, she was free to continue with her plans. A twisted grin formed on her face as she ran toward the heart of Sudegam.
As Arria ran, the wind blew through her hair and she recalled a memory of Starlyn and her running through the forest. Life had been simple back then, when they were carefree and b
