Magic

The previous night when Meryl was unconscious for a long time, Brishor felt helpless. While Chezzal sat near her all the time, Brishor thought that he would go mad, if she didn’t wake up. In order to vent out his frustration, he had gone out of the castle and ran in the wilds until he was out of breath, until he lay on the ground hoping for his life to end. He dragged himself through the pain back to the castle and on his way back, he heard Judith and Viola. 

They had taken shelter in one of the crevices in the castle wall. They were injured and yet they were cursing Meryl. Pissed as hell, he had dragged them inside the castle and then thrown them in the dungeons that had been closed for a long time. The women had shrieked and shouted in protest, but in front of a massive dragon like him and two soldiers who had chained them, they couldn’t do much. The dungeons had rusted iron doors and we