Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Fire, Part 3

Screams jerked him awake, and Sule stared blearily around before he realized he couldn't see anything because the room had gone dark.

The screaming came again and Sule jerked to his feet, nearly falling right back over and slamming into a wall in an effort to stay upright. Swaying on his feet, using the wall for balance, he made his way to the door.

He followed the screams down the hall to a door that was slightly ajar and pushed it open—to reveal three men beating on a young woman and a boy who couldn't have been more than ten summers. "What—what—" Sule swayed, grabbed the door frame to steady himself. "What in the Dragon's Name do you think you're doing?"

One of the men dropped the woman, jerked his head at the other two. Sule went for his sword—and swore as he realized he hadn't bothered to grab it. Stupid. But he was drunk, had he really been thinking at all?