Davien's P. O. V
"Renold." I breathed into the phone.
"I will kill you when I lay my hands on you, for everything you've done up until now." I spat out, referring to this and the suspicion of his hand in the missing rogues.
He didn't say anything in response to my threat and hung up abruptly, ending the conversation.
As he claimed earlier, he somehow managed to have the attack called off, leaving behind a significant amount of damage. Damage that demanded revenge on the bastard.
I spent the entire day at the infirmary helping to bandage wounds and check on everyone's welfare. Whilst Rocco and Oliver took charge of cleaning up after the mess caused.
The number of casualties were twelve, three of which were part of the elders council, and the rest where the warriors who died at the forefront. I intended to spend the entire day helping the injured, when some shouts from outside caught my attention.
