“Brother?” Tavek was next to him in seconds. Marek wobbled on his feet. Tavek took his shoulders to steady him. “What happened brother?”
“The Forxard, they attacked again. We had no chance brother, we had no chance,” Marek’s voice cracked as he leaned against Tavek’s shoulder. “The barrier is falling. I came for reinforcements before they kill us all.”
“We will send some soldiers brother.”
“No,” Marek jerked away from Tavek. “We have to go brother. We have to hunt these sonsofbitches until we finish this.”
Tavek stared at his brother. The bruises and cuts on his body were angry and looked like he barely survived with his life. He almost lost his brother tonight, because he had been distracted by his blood slave.
Fuck!
He should have been here interrogating that piece of s**t Forxar
