Gareth was unscathed, thankfully. I didn’t think I’d be able to keep myself from running amok if I saw even the slightest cut on his skin. His hair and clothes were messy and crumpled, but that must have been due to the two men who had to carry him by his arms as he struggled to get free.
“Dana, are you okay?” was the first thing he said when he was brought in.
I nodded. I was about to bounce the question back to him when Kay picked him up by his arm to make him stand.
“What do we do of this boy?” he asked, looking annoyed as he wiped the blood from his lip. Gareth forcefully pulled his arm away from the man's grip.
“Just make him sit, Kay,” Baral said with a tired look on his face. “And lock up their hands in case they think of doing anything more heroic.”
Kay took a fistful of the b
