Kalib and Acastus marched towards the south side of the battlefield, towards the Corinthian side. Kalib was tired and determined to end the day, but Acastus, however, seemed a bit down. "What's the matter dear Acastus? You seem awfully glum." "Oh it's nothing, just thinking a bit, you know I'm rather glad things turned out this way." "How come?" Kalib asked. "Periclese might be an emotional bastard but never has he treated me with ill will, not once, but this King Acis however, oh misthios he's one rude Malaka. Especially his general," Acastus frowned gravely. "Why do you say that Acastus? Were they unpleasant to you?" "They called me names. The king kept referring to me as your manservant and that general brought up my weight every chance he could get. Fat Malaka here and fatso there! They told me you were dead, said they were glad, served your purpose they said, now we don't have to pay him they said. Malakas degenerates,"
Acastus grew more and more angry. "Did they now?" Kalib's eyes grew narrow, then he started to march faster.
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THE INSUPERABLE: Death and Decay
FantasyThe second adventure in Kalib, an unstoppable mercenaries tail. Kalib receives a letter that sets him on a journey of great mystery.
