They hit him in sequence, right to left, each whip landing a blow, then the next, the next, the next. He sounded wistful. We did send people out to search when we arrived, and we arrived damn quick. In what alternate reality would you NOT look like a cop? I heard the door open behind us, but neither of us turned.
He started the engine and the air conditioner, though the air hadn't had time to cool yet. The silver balls had all turned crimson, and blood dripped from the and of the whips in slow spatters. He smiled, and I was close enough to notice that his teeth were human, no fangs for the Ulfric. The humor faded a little from his face.
Join the newsletter to receive news, updates, new products and freebies in your inbox.