Epilogue
One eyed Knight
Tears ran down his left cheek and he tried to wipe them away with his hand. It was the first tears Airoy had ever cried in his life and he thought it embarrassing, but with the lifeless body in front of him there was nothing he could do to stop the tears.
Karl the brave young boy was looking up at him with cold eyes his lips covered in dry blood. Airoy had been sitting with Karl for three hours and he had just passed away. It was surprising how long someone could live with a spear through one of the lungs. He took out a map from one of his pockets and without looking at it once he tore it to pieces, on the map there was a red cross marking Airoy's treasure that he would never go back to get it was part of a promise he had just made.
Around Karl's neck there was a chain with a small silver figurine of the Saint and Airoy took the necklace and hanged it around his own neck that was the final part of his promise to fight for the Saint if Karl could not.
He looked up as a young man walked by him carrying a woman in his arms her blond hair a bloody mess, no doubt another victim to the Shadow.
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The Shadow Rising.
Viễn tưởngThe Kingdom of Glynravian is locked in a deadly war with the Shadow-touched swarming out from the Fellmoore and there is no end in sight. The front is holding and for the people living in the southern region it is easy to forget a war is even going...
