CHAPTER 6.7

He turned to the three, Thomas Milner, Alexander Xermia and Sigrid Hemon, weighed down by the immense weight of the chains around their necks, hands, and feet.

" The imperfect pot has been presented to the buyer, and he has deemed it unworthy to hold water. So I must crush this pot into dust and forge a new one! And it is going to be done with, or without you. There is respect, and then there is fear, we shall have to see which one is more powerful than then other."

He walked off, leaving room for his undead knights to drag the three back in the dungeon. Thomas Milner stared at her as he was relentlessly dragged back to his cell.

" And you of all people turn against your kind! An honorary state guard abandoning her people to serve the tyrant who destroyed their lives."

" They were never my people. I don't belong with you and I am with my people. So if you have nothing to say I suggest you shut your mouth and go back to your cell!" Lora barked back.

The three were thrown back into the