Klandor’s Sky

“What flames are these?” Heisa asked as he slowly made his way towards Richard once more.

“Infernal flames from the abyss. How do they feel?” Richard asked weakly.

“Terrible!” With his snake destroyed and himself injured greatly, the brute had lost his temper. He hadn’t thought it would be so difficult to deal with someone who couldn’t even stand firmly, all his plans going down the drain. Forget setting a trap for Mountainsea, now he would have to run immediately even if someone of Balibali’s level appeared.

The barbarian’s large foot stomped down on Richard’s head, pressing half his face into the soil, “Quick, beg for forgiveness! If it’s good, I’ll let you die a little easier. If not, I’ll crush your brain bit by bit!”

“Your foot… stinks like hell!” a frail voice rang out from beneath.

Heisa inhaled sharply, nearly stomping down with full strength. However, he managed to restrain his bloodthirsty impulses and substituted the...