Chapter 12 The Warlord's Folly

SAFFRON.

“I was getting bored of sparring,” I whispered, staring into the dark.

The cavern entrance crumbled. Massive chunks of rock crashed to the floor, kicking up a thick cloud of dust that tasted like ash and ancient decay.

Through the haze, hulking silhouettes poured into the cave, their hea...

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