Naex leapt on top of me and dropped me hard. And Zaheth followed that up by grabbing me and thrusting me in the air. "I'm not afraid of you."
"Foolish little hero, you should be. We are to be feared."
"Yes Naex, we are. And soon enough, the teeming masses on this wretched little mudball will know to fear us."
"Not with the number of heroes we have here Zaheth."
October
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