"The evil you know is better than the evil you don't."}
I exhaled, pushing back the fury for the moment. She would pay. I would make sure of it.
I paced back and forth, my nerves still on edge from what I had witnessed inside the nest. Finally, the guard arrived to relieve me from duty, his expression twisted in annoyance.
"I'm so glad you're here," I piped up, eager to get out of there.
He grunted and gave a curt nod, clearly uninterested in conversation. Without wasting another second, I bid him farewell and strode through the corridors, my heart pounding with anticipation. When I finally emerged from the depths of Blood Stone Mountain, I sucked in a deep breath of clean air, shuddering at the sharp contrast to the putrid scent of rotting blood and festering bugs that clung to the mountain.
