Anyone who manages to capture or kill a witch-spy during a time of non-war shall be handsomely rewarded by an elevation of their current social status, and his name shall be enshrined in the Rider's Book of Merits.
- Rider's Book Of Merits
Until you die.
Those were the exact words that rang in Vinnandra's mind as she clinched on tightly to the pure heat shield that protected Zalreth.
But Jalamayun hadn't meant those words as literally as she might have thought. No, the man had his own idea of what waiting out for her death to come would be like.
Would a small torture from him bring her closer to death's door? It seemed he wasn't about to consider it as he squatted before Vinn, a familiar red light twirling in his palm.
"Why don't we continue from where we started?"
