Juvah could feel the tip of the spear's blade piercing his skin.
The Elite Knight pulled back his spear and lowered his head at the young man who had just spoken.
Step. Step. Step. Step.
Juvah raised his head. He finally got a clearer look at the face of their main target. He was much younger than he had thought, but his dignity was overflowing.
"Answer my question and I will give you a swift death." Alaric stared deeply at him.
Hearing this, Juvah's lips curved upward to form a mocking grin. "Piss off!"
"You insolent fool!"
Warrick roared at the mercenary leader.
Alaric raised his hand, stopping Warrick from saying anything.
Alaric opened his mouth and muttered in a cold voice. "I know that you are a follower of Agnus."
Juvah's smile stiffened.
Alaric continued. "According to 'His' teachings, the souls of the warriors who die in battle will be welcomed in Xifos and live forever with 'Him'…"
