"You'll get used to this place. Just don't fall victim to the hell guards." The Warbeast uttered and then galloped away.
I couldn't put my finger down on it, but I didn't like the sound of the 'hell guards'. Hearing the Warbeast utter it slowly and heavily caused a chill to run down my spine.
I watched the Warbeast go, I didn't even get its name, and I felt like I had lost the opportunity. It was silly to have thought that I could have him as a minion. I could, but it was strange that my mind simply drifted that way, in the sense that it was the first thing I thought of.
I released a sigh, and looked around at the dilapidated structures around me. Towers, castles, houses, all broken and licked by flames.
I was lost in the thought of what I would do next, how I would find the hellish dark blade without any hints and with my only lead gone? I let out a sigh, and just immediately, I heard a moan.
