Breakthrough

"I’m ready, sir," Warner said quietly. "Waiting on your order."

"Be careful," Anfey warned.

"Don’t worry, sir. I won’t risk my life for this."

"Good," Anfey nodded. "I trust you."

Warner nodded and hurried away. Anfey watched the man with a frown as he disappeared.

"What’s wrong?" Blavi asked.

"This is the first time I am trusting someone I don’t know well," Anfey said with a shrug. "Just a bit nervous."

"Don’t worry," Blavi said with a grin. "He won’t risk his life. Plus, we still have Suzanna and you. If you can defeat a grand swordsman, a few necromancers shouldn’t be a big problem."

"I defeated him because he wasn’t thinking," Anfey said. "If it had been Anthony or Manstuly, I probably wouldn’t be standing here right now."

"You’re just being modest," Blavi said.

"No, it’s the truth."