25. The Real Enemy

A dark haired man stood before a medium sized cave entrance. His yellow eyes were void of kinder things. He curled a lip at the entrance pissed at how long it was taking. This cave system was massive and he could not find another way to get his creatures up the mountain without being noticed. He glanced up toward the snow covered peaks. Velex nearly hissed displeasure looking in the direction of the keep with the race he hated most. One that had nearly killed him. 

“I’ll kill them if it’s the last thing I do.” He meant that too. Velex felt a rage thinking about the last Prime left and how fucking hard it was to kill the son of a bitch. All his attempts were failing, he was now angry that he had no word form Jorogumo. None of her little spiders had crept down the mountain in some time. She was supposed to contact once a month. 

His gaze came back to