The Chosen Few[reboot]

Preface

"I see you," his eyes met her and in that last moment of her life. She knew this was it, that she wasn't going to make it back. Wasn't going to warn the others, wasn't going to say goodbye. She would have the next second to revel in the destruction, her death would bring her people. The Rambler drew his blade up and brought it down in one clean movement. Straight into her heart.
In her last breath she mumbled feverish words,"They will find the heir of the fourth house," then she died.
The Rambler brought his sword to his jacket and wiped the red sticky blood from it. His eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure. He showed no remorse as he kicked the girls body aside and swiftly boarded his horse. He thought to himself, he and he alone would find the heir and now there was no one who could stop him.