POV:Isaac
Von and Vok were loud enough that I didn't even need to look back to know that they were following close behind.
On the contrary, the bigger hound was staying by my side, quietly watching over the woods, and the similarity of such animal to the Templar on my side did not pass unnoticed by me.
Sigh, I'm surrounded by beasts, well, better than treacherous snakes right?
I'm still somewhat shocked from the fact that I am, now, truly unable to go back to the church and that, somehow, the titles, the deeds, all I did to build my reputation so no one would get suspicious of me and find out that I'm a man went downhill so quickly; years and years of hard work destroyed in a single day.
Part of me was still wishful, hopeful that I would be able to go back there, but the other part… was relieved, light, finally free.
