Reborn in Magic - Part 3

The townspeople burst into full celebration. Their weapons couldn’t hit the dirt fast enough as they hurried to get food cooking on the hearth, and more than a few merry men were taking their women to their homes for another kind of celebration.

One of victory and life.

They had just stared down at their enemies and won a harrowing victory. Dar couldn’t blame them for trying to feel again any way they knew how.

As the village came to life with their return from the southern forest, Dar strode past the townspeople, pulling his ladies along with him. He had a surprise for them. And given that they were all covered in blood and ash from their fight with the ettercaps in the woods, it seemed like the perfect time to surprise them.

The merchant visiting their town walked toward Dar, clearly intending to speak to him. Dar moved away, not interested in dealing with the man at that moment.

Dane Goodhaul wouldn’t be causing trouble with several dozen of the ancient races hanging about. And, if he did cause trouble, he’d regret it.

“Come on, girls. I have a surprise for you.” He pulled Sasha’s arm, who in turn pulled Cherry. He didn’t look down the line to see who all was gathered; he was more interested in getting into the cave and the home he’d built before he got stopped.

Being the leader of the town, Dar often found himself needed for this or that. He had a feeling that many would be interested in congratulating him and hearing all the details of the battle.

After all, they’d just killed one of the Mo, an entity that led the devils in this world and were some of the most powerful of the ancient races. If it hadn’t been chained up in a massive enchantment, Dar wasn’t sure if they would have been able to take it on like they had. He’d need to be stronger for the next one.

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Luisterboek: 24 december 2024