The war of Races
He asked smoothly, his tone accusing her mother of something sinister, yet; he wasn’t entirely wrong.
The half-breed sighed heavily, knowing that the information she had acquired could lead to more tension between Tuviel and the Barbarian. “Mother worked for the high priestess of the Deus before I was born, her job was the spy on my father, but he found out and left.”
“I see, so what makes you think that we will be able to enter the lands, let alone leave with breath still in our lungs?” GIlmy scowled at Tuviel, the tension rising as the girl had predicted.
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