They were moving too slowly. The villagers would catch them again. It was only a matter of time. When they did, their mercy would be nonexistent. Fallon crossed his arms as he sized up the reason for the delay. It might be better for them all if he were to eliminate the injured man here…
“We’re being pursued,” Fallon observed. It had started shortly after their flight from the village. The strange woman’s team had made an effort to delay their trackers by releasing the horses—a sound, if ultimately ineffective, plan. It appeared the villagers had wasted little time rounding up the mounts and forming a posse intent on their…
Every warrior knew death could come in an instant, a split second where the odds turned against you and ended your time on this world. It was the one thing that bound all clans living in this fucked up land. It was an inescapable fact of life—eventually the cold embrace of death came for them…
