The Hunter Cannot Pity
Vronos, Elite Inquisitor, steadied his silver-chased crossbow and took aim. The blessed bolt snapped away and dove with a spray of gore into the heart of the accursed one. The woman dropped without a sound. Beside her wailed a child barely old enough t...
Dance of the Flitterstep
"More children taken. This is an evil we will track without mercy." —Anthousa My child, where have you left your children so young? Have you no pity for the orphans, that you should go and leave them? You have left your children on the streets, my chil...