Chapitre 86: More

Erik and Mia crept closer while keeping their steps light and measured. Vekkir now leaning against a house in the narrow alley. He suddenly stop waling and undoing his belt and letting his pants drop to the ground. The smell of ale wafted through the air and Mia grimaced, her face contorting with disgust.

"Don't look," Erik whispered softly, sensing her discomfort.

"I'm not intending on looking," Mia replied, her tone clipped. She turned her gaze to the side. Forcing her mind to focus on the mission rather than the unpleasant scene in front of her.

Erik took the lead, moving in closer by himself. Vekkir was humming a drunken melody. He is completely unaware of their approach.

Erik felt confident. This was going to be easy. The dwarf was too far gone to notice anything around him and Netharos is putting his barrier. Erik grab his Boltr from his back, the weapon poised to strike Vekkir on the nape and knock him out in one swift blow.