The martial arts banished immortal expressed his discontent, which was understandable.
Braydon Neal had employed a forbidden art to eliminate a formidable adversary, yet it nearly resulted in the demise of the banished immortal.
As his consciousness awakened, his dissatisfaction was voiced.
"I can't use you for a year." Braydon recognized the need to nurture the damaged martial arts banished immortal, a process requiring at least a year.
Once matters were concluded, Sorrell Neal, the young man in vibrant attire, rode forth, leading the black-armored cavalry in an apparent move to welcome his brother.
With tens of thousands of hooves pounding the ground, Sorrell, commanding his cavalry, signaled for silence.
Approaching Braydon, he greeted, "Brother!"
