Chapter 22. Evil in Flesh

Soule, the Northern region.

“Get out of our town!” a man yelled, running towards the men with his jar of wine.

The third slath launched at him, and with a swift swing of his dagger, he sliced the man in half. The tavern erupted with angry cries as the men rushed towards the four slath soldiers standing in the tavern, forgetting what Edward had just told them about the men.

The slath ran head first into the attack, their daggers flying as they sliced and cut through the men standing by. The Wahala men succeeded in taking down one of the four men before they were all brutally annihilated in under a minute.

The slath ran towards Edward, but he stretched his hand out to stop him on his step. He turned to Kialani and said, “I cannot hold him for long. You need to go.”

He saw she didn’t want to leave his side, but she had to. “Your presence is interfering with my magic.”

She nodded, and without another word, she took to her heel, running as fast as she