
Khorchi is the first to run up beside her. She readies her axe. Her hands trembling holding it not from fear of the enemy but of what she will do to them.
Her mind raced with thoughts of her day with Mata and violence she had caused.
Her mind raced with thoughts of her day with Mata and violence she had caused.
"These fiends lurk in darkness, slowly drawing near those whose eyes meet theirs."
