THE SHAMAN'S HOLD

“The Shaman’s pet.” Kurtz repeated before walking over to a rock outcrop below the aerial path and sitting with his back against it. The Shaman whom Gud was referring to, he was quite sure it was Sola the she-demon but being called someone’s pet was a kind of novel language which Kurtz had never once imagined in his life could be used for him.

He was a prince, the son of a king even if the kingdom was now destroyed. He was once a creature that struck terror into the mind of everyone that really knew who he was but now, he was being called a pet.

Kurtz gave a lengthy chuckle before slowly quietening. The blood kingdom, he had tried his best to save it but he was quite sure he failed, the Dragon must have failed to find him and eventually went back for the Vampires, or maybe the Dragon was actually sent into some other strange worlds as well.