Sawyer
“He wants her!” The voice of the rogue was ringing in my mind as I turned around and walked out of the interrogation room, hearing the coughing of the rogue as he took a few last breaths and then the low sound of the blade swishing through the air and then there was silence.
The metallic scent of blood followed me as I took long and fast steps through the corridor and up the stairs, practically sprinting out of the dungeon.
My warriors didn’t even have time to fully open the silver door for me as I raced past them. At one moment, my arm even brushed the edge of the silver door, leaving the burning sensation behind, but I didn’t care. I didn’t even feel the sting and pain that followed as my skin got in contact with silver. I knew I would be fine, it was a small dose, but still
