I moved closer to Killian.
"Show yourself," Killian roared with anger.
I held his arm with both of my hands, "We can not waste our time."
"We do not want any trouble," Killian yelled.
"We feel the same," the same sinister voice laughed, "give us the girl and you are free to go."
A growl erupted from Killian's throat in response.
The man came forward, he looked as feral as he sounded with white eyes and a bald head. There were nasty scars covering a good part of his face.
"Give us the girl," he eyed me up and down in a way to send shivers down my spine.
Killian took a step in front to cover me from him, "I would rather rip your f*****g eyes out for looking at her."
Not even a minute later almost fifteen men came into our view, each with swords in their hands.
We were doomed. Ther
