10-28-2020, 12:02 AM
Maybe you shouldn’t. The comment hung on the air, noosed by the unspoken wariness wrapped about both women. Grym eventually chuckled, but it was uneasy, as she imagined Zef was as well.
Admittedly, Grym’s hunting of the gods was slimmer than her companion’s. She knew little about traitors – inside the Atharim or otherwise – because she kept to herself. It was easier to stay alive that way, but even Grym knew that a few contacts here and there came in handy.
Maybe it was time to catch up.
“You ever need help with that, you be sure to give me a call,” she said, remembering that fucker in the abandoned theatre. A bitch to take out, and Grym almost lost her neck in it. Someone having her back may not be so bad a thing.
Admittedly, Grym’s hunting of the gods was slimmer than her companion’s. She knew little about traitors – inside the Atharim or otherwise – because she kept to herself. It was easier to stay alive that way, but even Grym knew that a few contacts here and there came in handy.
Maybe it was time to catch up.
“You ever need help with that, you be sure to give me a call,” she said, remembering that fucker in the abandoned theatre. A bitch to take out, and Grym almost lost her neck in it. Someone having her back may not be so bad a thing.
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