The others leaned in, curious to see how far this crazy human would go.
"I…" Aron raised a brow and took a deliberate step forward.
"...said…"
"...you…"
"...are…"
"...u-g-l-y!"
You...
Crash!
Boooom! Boooom! Boooom!
The carriage suddenly lurched, tumbling violently as everyone inside screamed.
Aron's head spun as a ringing sound filled his ears.
Metal clanged outside, swords, shields, shouting.
When his vision steadied, he saw the chaos inside the wrecked carriage.
Some were crying out in pain, others lay still with their necks bent at unnatural angles, lifeless.
The clash of weapons continued beyond the shattered windows.
Groaning, Aron pushed himself up and kicked the door open.
And as soon as he stepped Out, the first thing he saw was a soldier was being impaled by a creature that made his mind stall for a second.
It had a humanoid shape, but its skin was pitch-black, like it had been carved from shadow itself, and two long tusks jutted from its face.
