Soon, the walls were decimated, and even the castle itself had so many cracks that they could practically push it apart.
I wonder... who will kill me? Amara or Delta, Neraxis mused, fully accepting his fate.
He stepped forward while the others were still contemplating what to do and then with a simple gesture pushed the wall, making it collapse onto itself and creating a path.
Neraxis whistled in amusement as he kicked away the rubble and stepped inside, glancing around.
Surprisingly, it was the throne room, and he could see two people.
Amara, who had already brandished her sword, and Eris, who had drawn back her bow, ready to fire at any moment.
"Why have you come?" Amara asked calmly. "Is it not enough that you already killed most of my members?"
"Now now, don't be hasty," Neraxis said, waving his arms around. "We're on strict orders to deal with you, and while I do understand you think we have a choice, we actually don't."
