บท 39: Chapter 39

There were a few things that made a man feel inadequate. One of them was getting into an epic battle with a swamp wizard, only to then be captured and sold.

He'd not even gotten to fight his way out. He'd spent most of his captivity drugged. At one point, partway through their trip, he'd woken tied to the lumbering back of some animal that reeked. He'd been unable to discern if Sofia was anywhere near him. Had she even survived their encounter in the swamp?

He didn't understand how he'd survived. He clearly recalled dying, bleeding, the pain, and then the blessed darkness.

Sofia must have saved him, which surely meant she lived. But they'd been captured. By whom? Turning his head side to side, he tried to discern how to escape.

Someone noticed and bellowed, "The foreigner is awake."

"Dart him."