HONOR FOR THE VILE

"I have been feeling quite angry lately, you know.” Warbler, the red haired magician leader spoke as he slowly walked towards Vera. “Just sometimes ago, I let a bastard enter the witch encampment and even watch him left without doing anything. I was afraid, not for myself but what would happen if I attacked him and then loosed the battle, I was afraid no one else would be able to stop him and I would bring destruction to my kind. But now, the King is back, there is no more reason to be afraid so tell me, where is he? The bone Demon.” Warbler asked with a maniacal face as plumes of flame rose and dissipated all over his body.

“Bone Demon.” Vera repeated with raised brows, “I do not know who you call Bone Demon but if it is who I think it is, then you were right to be afraid.” Vera said as the blood in her hand slowly spread over her arm, forming a hard scale like covering over them.

“I asked where he is.” Warbler repeated.