Chapter 2: Chapter 2 – Greater Prey

The first thing I felt when I finally awoke was the cold.

I’d passed out against that same pile of dead bodies. It was dark. The only light was the muted red glow emanating from the cursed blade that my left hand still clung to. Nobody had disturbed me since the attack. The others had fled as soon as they heard soldiers approaching. They didn’t want to get caught.

I still felt like shit.

It was like I’d run fifty marathons in a row. My mouth was filled with cotton. I couldn’t move my arms or legs thanks to the ache that ran through them. I rolled over, witnessing the carnage that I’d unleashed. The Inquisitors were dead – skewered through their stomachs and dropped to the floor to join the multitude of other dead warriors who laid there. To kill even one Inquisitor was a renown worthy feat, to kill an entire squad of them?

“[Status.]”

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