Everything Skhana had learned about the renowned stunt her father had devised all those years ago had been picked up through second-hand tales passed down over the years, as the events had transpired way before her birth.
Not even Axe had a true recollection of the event either, because he’d been just a little kid when it all happened and rightfully kept at a very prudent distance from the horrifying results that it had entailed.
But surely, they had both grown up listening to the enthusiastic recounts people drunkenly told often enough that they practically knew them by heart.
So, she was perfectly aware that the only similarity between the two situations was the particular goal they shared – To crush.
Well, that, and the means they were going to use to achieve such a deadly purpo
