Not wanting to give his position away until he understood what was going on just beyond the waterfall, Hector elected to hold position. The more he probed with his senses, the more he suspected all the action nearby was a battle. A major battle. The type he probably shouldn’t be getting involved in.

Perhaps this was a bit rich considering Hector had just picked a fight with a feldeath and lived, but—

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Hector’s thoughts were interrupted by a large scythe bisecting him from behind.

>To start over, go to Page 1.

>To give up, don’t go to any scene.