Chapter 43

Feeling the force of so many magic users bearing in on him made Rex feel strange, he started to feel tiny surges of strength in waves course through his body, making him shudder slightly. Markus seemed to sense changes in Rex and whispered to him, “Are you ok Prince, what’s going on?”

“I don’t know, I feel strange and my chest is starting to ache” Rex replied clutching his chest.

As the witches came to close their circle around the group, Charr rushed out roaring swinging his axe trying to claim one of the women surrounding them, in his mind, if he was going to die, he would die like a real warrior, fighting until the end, he had forced one of the women back out of the circle and was dodging from side to side while bringing his axe skilfully into the fight, it seemed the woman was also just as quick, slipping past each swing and thrust.

“I like the mountain men, always full of honour and courage” smiled Markus, seeing what Charr had done always made him feel honoured to be in the co