“You’ve spared us so that I can be brought before your master for judgment.” “And your criiiiime?” Arissan’s tongue dripped blue-tinged flames as it flicked back and forth through the air like a switch. “I’ve committed no crime. I have done nothing more than defend my people and my lands. But you’ve seen my thoughts… and my past. You have seen me on the mountainside at Ajun. The undergods of Diaxis will charge me with murder—” “The murder of my offspring!”
