KAEL
I woke up to ash in my throat and blood in my mouth. This blood came from the thirst for vengeance. The hangover clung to me like smoke, heavy and bitter. My clothes reeked of alcohol, but I didn’t care. Just one thing kept replaying in my mind, and it was the fact that Holly was gone and I was going to burn the world for her.
I pulled myself from the cot, the tent creaking around me as I moved. Morning had barely kissed the horizon, but I was already lacing my boots and dragging my sword belt over my shoulders. The steel felt heavier than usual, I bet it carried the weight of my oath.
Outside, the camp stirred slowly, unaware that the fire in my chest had reached a boiling point.
Mashik stood near the war tent, with his arms folded and his jaw tight. I didn’t wait for him to sp
