It seems I'll have to prepare a little surprise for dear Astravore when I return to the Altharian Empire… after all.
The smile on my face deepened.
Then a sharp crack echoed behind me, the sound of a neck snapping.
Seraphina, only a few steps away, flinched again. Her fists clenched and knuckles white… but she said nothing.
Good.
At least she had learned not to question my orders.
Bearlo returned back with a storage ring in his hand.
"I have killed him, my liege… this was his storage ring." He bowed immediately, still not trying to meet my eyes.
My poor bear assistant was still very much drowning in sorrow of his own failure.
"Good job." I said.
The words were simple, but they carried weight.
I mean, a person needs to know when to push… and when to pull.
Still, I didn't say anything more or, to be more accurate, I didn't get the chance. Our bodies began to glow, breaking apart into shimmering light.
We were fading.
