CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY NINE

I clutch on to Damien’s still body as I see Balin’s body dissolve into nothing within seconds.

There is hush across the battlefield as everyone stares in shock at what has just taken place.

‘Justice.’

The words echoes in everyone’s ears and then I see the realization hit the elves about what is coming to them. The begin to flee.

But only if it was that easy.

One by one, they fall, their deaths painful and horrific sights.

The battle which had come to a halt because of Damien’s sacrifice has now been ended by the interference of the Gods.

There is no guilt within me.

There is just dark and vicious satisfaction.

Let them burn. Let them feel what it is like.

The whole thing is over within a couple of minutes and the silence stretches across the field.

Finally, the Gods face me, ‘What do you wish from us?’

My eyes flicker towards Damien and when I look up, the field is gone. Both me and Damien are in this white space that has no end.

“The elves are gone,” I say with great di