“What if he won’t give the sword up, though?” asked Halla. “Sarkis can’t force him, if he’s the wielder.” “Then I fear that you and I will have to kill him,” said Zale. Halla looked at Zale. The silence stretched out until it was intolerably loud. “Do you remember what happened last time?” said Halla. “When we had to hide the bodies?” “Yes, but we’re bound to get better with practice.”
BYE 💀
