Chapter 575: A Monster in the Dark
Caligo had promised to kill every adult in the Cairn Tribe by sunrise for Marek’s defiance against the god. By now, they were dead, and it was his fault. Marek had lost everything and everyone he fought for.
He chuckled bitterly to himself. “Is this what you wanted, Caligo? Is this my punishment?”
“No.”
Marek jerked his head up, the chains rattling at the motion. “Who’s there?”
A pair of faintly glowing eyes stared at him from the corner of the cell, the irises a pale lavender. Marek knew those eyes, he had never forgotten them since that night. His lips curled in a half-hearted, wry smile. “Hello, Stryg.”
“You remember me,” Stryg noted.
“A boy chieftain who almost killed me. It’s hard to forget. I thought I killed you.”
“You almost did, if it wasn’t for—”
“Clypeus. I remember him too. He had my respect. He was brave to the end.”