"For someone so experienced, you were kind of obvious you know? You always cast with your right hand, so it was easy to see where the ring was." Athos spoke for the first time, looking amusedly at Finn. "How about we talk a little?"
"Do you speak?" Finn asked in surprise as he stood up. Until now, he'd assumed that the city was under attack by a necromancer and that the skeleton in front of him was an assassin, but the fact that he could speak meant he was a superior species.
"Yes and you didn't answer my question. How about we talk a little?" Athos asked, trying to sound strong. He didn't have a face, but if he had one, he'd be contorted in pain.
Since the fight began, Athos felt an unease in his core, as if he was reacting to something. As the struggle intensified, the feeling only got worse, as if her core was screaming for something. The sensation only worsened when Athos felt dozens of sparks of life force being absorbed by his bond with Sevenus.
