“Here, this might work better,” Ben said.
Behr reached out and caught the laser rifle Ben tossed to him. He checked it and noticed it had a full charge. He nodded his thanks to the man before he turned his attention outside.
“So, you love her,” Ben asked.
Behr fired several shots through the open doorway before pulling back when there was return fire. “Yes,” he replied.
“What are your intentions?” Ben asked, firing several shots before he was forced to take cover.
Behr looked at Ben. “Do you really want to have this conversation now?” he gritted out.
Ben looked over at him. “I might not get to have it if you or I get killed. What the hell is going on?” he asked.
Behr grimaced. “A Marastin Dow General named Maradash is working with a faction trying to kill the royal families of the C
