Dakor
My mind was a whirl: the battle had been so sudden, so brutal and I had loved every vicious second of it. The beast was strong in me now, hungry and powerful. I realized I’d felt alive in the only way that mattered.
This was the only way I was allowed to feel alive, now whatever it was I felt around Raziela, just the thought of her was enough to cause me to tighten my fingers around the wheel.
Once we were back in the castle, the injured warriors were immediately moved to the clinic and I decided to visit the clinic briefly so I could speak to Florence.
She was one of the oldest beings around and I was hoping to get her thought on this whole Vorthak rumor. As I approached the castle clinic, movement in the gardens caught my attention. I pulled to a stop, squinting through the
