Chapter 9 The Price Of Life
- (A few weeks later)
- “What would you say is the price of a soul?” Binge asked, his voice cutting through the heavy air in the dimly lit chamber. The question hung like a noose over the round table where Rivermirror’s most powerful warlords sat. “A soul of River dwellers, to be more specific.”
- Seated around the table were Rivermirror’s elites: