Le sigh. Well, have a preview!
Damas started handing out orders for preparations, and the council members scattered. Finally, the King turned to Kleiver again.
“You, call Sig and make sure he’s in Spargus. Or get him back here. I’ll begin gathering soldiers for the assault.”
“Yeah, about that, Lordship,” Kleiver said with a grin, jabbing his thumb towards the elevator. “Dun think ya need to bother fishing for volunteers.”
No shit, I note with no little delight that Lev has a bit of a fanclub even outside the story I pity them marauders.
If it stays down for too long I'll just post the chapter here for the time being, but I'll give it a day first.
Actually, have another. Because if I'm suffering, I'm taking all of you with me. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!
Zem squinted up at the demon towering above his trapped, crumpled form.
“Go ahead. It’s okay.”
It was hardly more than a wheezing breath.Zem heavily tilted his head, exposing his throat. Jak’s hand rose up, long, black claws still dripping with the marauder’s blood.