Chapter 63 Chapter Sixty Three
- As the torrent of the rain poured heavily, Kael could feel every inch of his muscles coiled up, the cold rain soaking through his tunic and pouring into his warm body.
- The sword felt alive in his hand, pulsing with every beat of his heart. In front of him, Commander Rael stood still, his grip on his own blade steady, his eyes burning through the curtain of rain.
- Kael lunged again.