C51 Chapter 51

”Brenn, you wound me. We hardly know each other!”

”I think I know all I need to.”

”Can I have this sword? It's such a nice sword, and I can still smell the blood of my friend on it.”

”Give it back.”

”I think I'll keep it. Deohild killed so many sackheads with this blade. Maybe I can kill just as many, eh?”

”Why am I here, Jing?” Brenn barked