Chapter 5

Hank rolled the bandit onto his stomach as I pulled the handcuffs from my duty belt. After cuffing his hands, we turned him back over just as his eyes opened fully. He glared at us from his back once fully aware and began to strain against the cuffs. “Hello again, do you feel like answering my questions now,” I asked as he fought the steel on his wrists.

“Fuck you ya, pansy-ass! Go ahead and kill me. I’ll never tell you about them.” He shouted back.

“Well now,” I laughed. “Now that we know that it is a them and not a he or a she, we’re getting somewhere already.” I placed the toe of my boot on his balls and lightly pressed down to start. “So how many are they? Where did you meet?”

“Fuck off. Have your wolf boy-toy fuck your ass again,” He cried as I increased the pressure on his balls. Hank jumped forward and raked his claws down the assassin’s face. He screamed like a six-year-old girl.

“I don’t think he liked that buddy,” I remarked to our prisoner. “Now, tell me what you know before I make you a eunuch.”

“The fuck you will, you candy ass. The Baron will,” before he could finish, an arrow appeared in his left temple. Killing him instantly, I tried to sense whomever it was like I had before. I got a life heading away briefly before they left the range of my power.

“I can’t feel anyone anymore. Someone passed the range of my power, heading away from us just as I picked them up. I didn’t even know an archer was there.” I told the others dejectedly. “If you guys gather the bodies, I’ll go get pointers from Shalyndria on fire magic so she can stay in the carriage.”

“Go ahead, I’d rather not put her in danger right now,” agreed Terrance.

I nodded to Bob as I knocked on the door. “The bandits are all dead. Go help the others, please. I’ll be here if anything happens.” He agreed and walked off as Milla opened the door. “I need some pointers from Shalyndria on fire magic. We think it’s safer if I burn the bodies because someone killed the leader with an arrow before we finished.”

“What do you mean, Shaun,” Shalyndria asked.

“Just before their boss died, he mentioned the Baron. As soon as Baron left his mouth, the arrow entered his brain. Please, we think it would be best if you stayed here until we reach your manor in the city.”

“Alright. Hold out your hand. Now picture the flame of a candle hovering over your palm.” I followed her commands. All three of us were shocked when the flame appeared. “I shouldn’t be surprised.” The Princess commented. “Now picture it growing and shrinking according to your will.” As I did what she asked, I had a thought. I pictured the blue heat of an oxy-acetylene welding torch. The fire immediately turned bright blue, and we all felt the significantly increased heat.