©WebNovelPub
Previous chapter:
Chapter 36: First Contact
Next chapter:
Chapter 38: The Dwarven Craftsman
PREVIEW
... h, her steps precise and silent. Lance, on the other hand, struggled to keep up, his boots crunching on twigs and leaves.
"Try not to sound like a herd of ogres," Zarra whispered, glancing back at him with a smirk.
"I'm doing my best," Lance muttered, his gentle smile twitching slightly. She would still find a way to make jokes during serious situations.
As they got closer, Lance tried even harder to be silent. They stopped at the edge of a clearing, where the beastkin ca ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE