Payne, Thomas, and all of Soren’s men stood there, shocked looks on their faces.
I imagined they’d come into the dungeon to rescue us and met a dead end in a passage that was supposed to be open, and they were left wondering what to do.
“Miss Mila, you’re okay!” Payne exclaimed. I noticed the look of relief in his eyes.
Thomas grinned. He made a motion, like he was wiping sweat off his brow.
I was just as happy to see them as they were to see me.
Payne and Thomas did a quick glance around, evaluating the situation.
“Finally, we can make ourselves useful!” Thomas whistled, his eyes darted over to the army and he immediately led an assault on the puppet soldiers that were swarming Soren.
Payne was staring at the king, his eyes were focused on the thorny root around Dylan’s neck.