Chapter 128

"I understand." Hekoth nodded his head as he put his palms on the ground to seek help from the spirits to locate Xok'nath. He now knows the situation that his fellow shaman was in. At first they thought it was just poison, but now, he can't help but shake his head and show pity and admiration towards Tash'arr. Their friend had endured and kept at bay the curse, which was not a simple thing to do and didn't succumb to it.

Tash'arr noticed the look of pity in the eyes of Hekoth and stared down at his own chest. There he saw the green veins that started snaking through it. He smiled and looked down on towards them. "This might be the last time that I will seek your aid, my old friend. And this might be the last that you will see smile. But remember, I am an orc, a real warrior and till death I shall not succumb to the demons. I will defy them even in the afterlife and..." Tash'arr's words were cut short as a few more iron bolts landed on him.