Chapter 512: It’s Not Here For Us…
“Get away from the boy!” shouted a valley warrior as several more warriors rushed into the street.
Freya grabbed Tristan and pushed him behind her. Nora stepped up next to them and raised her hands, ready to cast at a moment’s notice.
Hefting Oginum, Freya tried her best to hide her exhaustion and snarled at the warriors, “I’ve killed plenty of you tonight, what’s a dozen more?”
“You won’t find any victory here, dwarf.”
Nora and Freya stiffened at the voice that had haunted their dreams for the last year. Marek stepped out from behind his warriors, orichalcum spear in hand. “I’ll say it once, hand over the child.”
“It’s you…” Freya muttered. “The warlord of the Cairn.”
“He is the Dusk King,” corrected one of Marek’s battle mages.
“He’s just a cowardly backstabbing murderer,” sneered Nora.
Marek stared at them and tilted his head to the side. They seemed oddly familiar. “Have we met?”