“Listen. There’s only one reason why I’m making this speech instead of one of you. I can swing a sword the hardest.” A handful of people among the crowd nodded. “So here’s the only thing you need to know.” Yerin drew Netherclaw and slammed its black blade into the deck until it stuck. “I swore I’d see you safe and settled, so I will. Until you’re back walking on your own feet, if anybody crosses you, they’re crossing me. If the heavens open up and decide to strike us all dead, they’ll be striking me first. And that’s just how it is.”
