Chapter Sixty-Two

Am-Heh didn't baulk at the chaotic sight that met him. Instead, he looked with disdain at the gangly beast that was struggling to free itself and the summoned spirits that hissed at it.

It seemed humans were not the only beings that refused to work in tandem.

He offered a curt nod as the injured Templar. His use, and that of the others, were over. The last thing was to strengthen the rising forces, and his blood would suffice.

It would give the might to break the chains but keep him tethered until, and if, he was required.