Kadyn lifted his face, dripping with blood, and found a shadow standing not far away from him. Though his head was dizzy, and his vision was blurry. After blinking and focusing, the shadow became clear. It was Elora. He frowned, confused.
Elora looked somewhat different. Her body emitted green light and her eyes shone with the same light. She depicted the picture of a holy and ethereal goddess as she wore the crown made of leaves and vines and flowers.
Kadyn opened his mouth but only blood came out. His body was covered in wounds of lances, punctured in many places, but far from death. It seemed the Lich King had no intention to kill him yet. He wanted to enjoy Kadyn being tortured. He wanted to see him beg for his life, beg for mercy, and in the end, beg for a painless death.
"Wh—what are you doing here?" After struggling sometimes Kadyn blurted out a sentence in his hoarse voice. "Get out of here!"
