Chapter 47

JAX:

My eyes first come in contact with Wade, my brother, among the numerous amount of men that walked into the little parlor that both Rozeta and I are bounded into. Their number was far bigger than what this parlor could accommodate. In no time this room would be one hell of a no-space zone.

I sigh. If my brother was leading the warriors in here, then it would mean that this was going to be an issue of bad blood and not just the quest to finish the ill-bred. I would have preferred someone else was sent to oversee the mission.

"So the signal was correct," Wade says, more to himself than to anyone else in the room. "Finally I get to see my brother at my mercy. That's worth celebrating,"

I have my focus on Rozeta whom I could see was struggling to get a hang of the present situation. I felt for her because I was as helpless as she was.

"How are the chains, brother? Do they hurt?"

"How's your health, brother? I recall that you inhaled a lot of the bane. Surprised you didn't die from it,