"I swear to all the gods I'm gonna fucking kill you," Alara growled as she grabbed Lukas by the wrist, yanking him off the bat.
"Hey, you asked me to kill the bat. The bat's dead!" Lukas exclaimed with a laugh. "This is your fault!"
Alara wasn't laughing. Her eyes were cold and still.
"Who told you to do that? Huh? Why- Why are you always doing some stupid sacrifice play!" Alara shuddered, her voice somewhere between a scream and a whisper.
Realizing that she was actually hurt by this, Lukas tried to reel in his excitement. He had just delivered his first monolog!
'There's truth in what she said, though,' Lukas thought as he considered the 220 gold he spent on elixirs in that final clash.
22 near death experiences. If his hunch was wrong once, he wouldn't even be here to get yelled at.
'Still, it was kinda badass.'
