บท 218: CCXVIII. Offer Of Alliance

As the bearded man did the honors, pouring drinks at all, Dag thought back to his answer: "If what he says is true, his spy at Mork Castle may be the same man who warned the Fangs Of Jormungandr of Magni's death, giving them the green light to attack the Temple! No, it doesn't make sense. The Crows Of Odin can't be allied with those bastards, I can hardly believe it".

"Where are the other Masters?" asked Gridd, grabbing his mead-filled glass and trying to change his mind.

"They're on a mission... apparently... ships from Krypstorm... have landed on our shores... and they raided our villages..." answered Sander, gorging himself on mead, which he poured down his neck because of his gluttony.

"Krypstorm?!" How is that possible?! It's been ages that no one has come from there!" replied Gridd, who with a flicker of her hand, let a few drops of mead drop on the table.