"You've become weak," Ikan spat. "You were once a proud leader! A warrior! And look at you now," Ikan spat in his face and Ryker didn't flinch, tied to the throne room wall.
"A disgrace," Ikan snapped. "A disappointment to your kind."
Ryker looked at him. "You mean "your" kind? I am not a Jaldoormin any more Ikan."
"That may be so, but once a Jaldoormin always a Jaldoormin you know that," he told him. "And you know what happened to Thatch."
"It was an unfair fight," Ryker snapped.
"Hmm maybe," Ikan shrugged, then slapped the male who hissed in pain, glaring at him. "Don't make me angry Rythan," Ikan warned.
"I try not to," Ryker hissed softly.
That's when Ikan's guards dragged you in, and Ikan smirked. "Looky who we have here~"
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