Chapter 6 To Hell With The Throne

• "I mean, you made the whole thing easy for us! Thanks to your sacrifice, no one else got as much as a scratch! " Commander Rafe praised Decker. Decker forced a giggle.
• "Oh Commander, you give me too much credit. I did nothing. I stood there and the damned beast chose to take me out, probably because I looked weak. " Decker said, waving off the praise. Commander Rafe yelled in laughter and beat his lap repeatedly. He was intoxicated from the bottle of wine he held. He had come over to the infirmary to see Decker, who helped them bring down a berserker from days ago.
• "Don't talk like that, boy! You did well. Now I wonder why those creatures keep showing up in ones and twos. I mean, taking them down like this is easy, but if they ever come as a legion, it will be the end of our kingdom! " The commander lamented. Decker paid a little attention to that, as it concerned him and his kingdom. Earlier, he paid no mind to the tipsy commander's words. He appreciated his concern for stopping by, but he wished the commander would leave so he could ponder things that bothered him.