After sending Elise back to the village, Auriel took a deep breath and sighed. He was pretty tense for the entire time and holding himself up was mentally tiring.
All he wanted now was to lay on the ground and sleep, but sadly he couldn't do that. He needed to avoid wild animals and rest safely until morning or maybe more time until his weakness wore off after some time.
He walked to the corpse of Asher and clicked his tongue, then threw a small kick to its cold ass.
Because of this church dog, he even lost natural control of his arm and was using his strings to move it. He would gladly torment this man without any ounce of guilt to relieve his frustration. He lived on the edge for days after he felt something was wrong with his arm and stress took his comfort away. But this bastard died so easily without experiencing the things he did.
