then you almost got killed by the boar.” Talis lowered his voice to a whisper. “It’s like the gods are angry with us.” “There are rites of initiation we could try…a blood oath.” “A blood oath?” Talis swallowed, not liking whatever was implied by her suggestion. “Would that be with the Temple of Nestria or Nyx?” Mara glanced at the vines covering the walls surrounding the Temple of Nyx, the God of War. Talis followed her gaze and felt a chill prickling along the back of his neck. “I know what we have to do. We must pray to Zagros, who favors the weak and fallen.” Zagros? What insanity would
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