"Help them? Have you gone mad?!" Garus spat out incredulously. "Even if what she's saying is true, even if…." The burly captain paused, trailing off. "They're talking about murdering innocents, more innocents!"
Etiirshaii rushed in close and the back of her hand cracked into the captain's jaw, sending him twisting through the water, blood spreading. "You dare profess innocence!" The shaman seemed as if she would say more, but instead, her scaly eyelids closed and she hissed, bubbles churning as she vented the heat of her wrath. "Take them to the dry rock. The hunter speaks truly, we must have more than their blood. But it is King Tsildasiir who must decide their fate."
Two ophidians each grabbed the velen, dragging them away and leaving Iszikke and Etirshaii glaring at one another in the throne room.
[135/5310] Final
Etiirshaii rushed in close and the back of her hand cracked into the captain's jaw, sending him twisting through the water, blood spreading. "You dare profess innocence!" The shaman seemed as if she would say more, but instead, her scaly eyelids closed and she hissed, bubbles churning as she vented the heat of her wrath. "Take them to the dry rock. The hunter speaks truly, we must have more than their blood. But it is King Tsildasiir who must decide their fate."
Two ophidians each grabbed the velen, dragging them away and leaving Iszikke and Etirshaii glaring at one another in the throne room.
[135/5310] Final
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