Between You Two

When the men returned, Lonnix carried Disseus’s cloak while he shook dirt from a crumpled tunic. After smoothing his hair back, he’d proceeded to his saddlebag and retrieved the clothing. Using the powder he kept in his bag, to rub his teeth clean.

Feeling far more refreshed than I did waking covered in sweat.

Listening to them proclaiming how I’d cried for her. Self-loathing ran through him at his weakness.

He checked on the horses. Noticing immediately that the one Almora had been riding was missing. He noted a splash of blood on the ground and followed the trail. Dread already rolling through him as he was sure he knew what he’d find.

Just beyond the initial line of trees, he found the bloodied pool of what remained of the horse.

It’d been entirely gutted. Pieces of its throat, its eyes and ears gone. And still steaming in the cool day.

It was clear that the Demon King’s beasts had already been hunting here.

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