Chapter 41

• ZANE
• “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I yelled out, enraged, grabbing the closest thing my fingers could find and only realizing hazily that it'd been a glass table when it hit a wall and shattered into pieces. Disregarding it, my head whips around to find Mark, who did not seem fazed by my outburst, “What do you mean my men were attacked and killed? Who would dare do that? Did you see who it was?” I questioned, chest heaving as my fingers remained tightly balled.
• “They were outnumbered on the Emlow route. It was a surprise attack so a good number of us were taken out before they could even think of counter-attacking. We brought back the bodies we could but, unfortunately, wild beasts got to some of them before we could, so we have more swords and weapons than bodies as it stands.” Mark recounts and I growl lowly.