Page 40 of Red Ruin

Just like I’ll never be theirs.

CHAPTER10

REMY

Troll roars shakethe mountain’s spine.

I waste time clearing the monsters stirred by Trezzoran’s struggle, enjoying the desperate pulses of his magic.

Obstacle gone.

After slaying a rock golem and a pod of wingless flood dragons, clarity fades.

The shadows crowd my thoughts.

My throat sears.

I need to drink.

Her.

Winking through the dark, I reappear above the base. The reek of monster blood coats my tongue.

Dry scales and wet dog.

Kobolds.

Guides launch long-range weapons, backs to the wall. Sentinels fight close-quarters with kobold warriors.

Magic blasts. Blood spills.

Kobolds screech and swarm.

Hovering above the skirmish, I frown.

What am I forgetting?

I watch over the battle.

Then I remember.

They’re meant to bemySentinels.

This is my command.

If only realizing the problem had the power to make me change.

It does not.

My only motivation is the burn in my throat.

I pinch shadows, ready to wink to my drinking fountain. A cool sensation shivers through my heavy blood.

Yes.I remember.

Those blue eyes.

She asked me to repair the base.

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