Chapter 64

"That was different." I remarked with a long exhale, my cheeks puffing out into fat orbs.

I kicked the corpse for good measure. I regretted it instantly, as it was turning the mush. Mush that now stuck to my boot. My face twisted with disgust.

"We can talk later. The woman." Iris replied, then hurried ahead and I chased after.

The final holdout was a narrow one-way deadend. The scene we ran into was one of chaos. They wore the distinctive redcaps that many of the Unseelie mobs wore. But these were stouter, smaller with grey, bat-like fur skin.

Behind the attackers, a group of refugees had decided to hole up here and their Druid defenders were falling to last one.