CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
Flying over the city at dusk was interesting, thought Malcolm. The ground was a mix of charred remains and burning buildings. The Dark Elven forces had clearly been on a mission to destroy everything.
In a clearing in the middle of the city, Malcolm saw a Magpie, seemingly dead. Malcolm instantly recognised it as Casper, his brother. He quickly landed beside him.
Malcolm prodded Casper with his beak. There was no response. Could it be that Casper was dead? For all his evil acts, Malcolm was still upset at the loss of his brother. He remembered their time growing up in the same nest. His heart filled up with love and regret.
Malcolm rested himself next to Casper and wept. But he started to feel peculiar. He felt something surging through him. It felt a litt
