Chapter 51

• Emerging from the depths of the underworld, Dax carried the elixir of immortality, its power coursing through his veins. The weight of the witch's prophecy still hung in the air, casting a shroud of uncertainty over his heart.
• Returning to his pack, a dark silhouette of a large man was lumbering across the wall towards him.
• Dax was cautious for a moment and gripped the handle of his sword in case things go the other way round.