The fighting stopped as the Royal Frogian lifted me in the air like a trophy.
A trophy at the end of a very dangerous, tight, and slimy tongue.
Sipher smiled wide. "I win again.” He pointed the dagger in his left hand at the two men. "But I don’t think we can trust each other now…” He shook his head. "We need an example…”
Whisper pointed his sword at the RV. "We only need him, we can kill the rest.” He licked his lips. "Slowly.”
“Stop it!” I tried to scream, but it was hard to breathe, let alone take a deep breath.
“Oh, the little runt wants to talk…” Sipher motioned for the frog to bring me down. It set my feet on the ground and relaxed the tongue a little. We had moved almost five hundred feet from the RV. I could tell Trent had been trying to push them back, so he’d have to worry less about protecting the students and could focus on killing them.
“Haven’t you lost enough?” I motioned with my chin. "How much is it going to cost to replace all of this gear, all of these men?” I looked at him. "And what have you gotten out of it?” I felt like poking him. "Not a single level.”
“You putrid spawn!” He slapped me.
I had been expecting to get hit, but I have a feeling he tried to hold back only enough to not kill me. My vision blacked out for a moment and I had to blink a lot before the seventeen wobbling grounds merged back into one stable one.
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“I will have what I’m due!” Sipher looked over at Trent. "And I’m not waiting fourteen weeks this time!”
“Speaking of waiting…” I looked at Whisper. "What are you getting out of this? Or are you just some mindless lackey?”
The blonde man crossed his arms. "I should have made an example out of you in the bunker.”
“But you didn’t.” I realized I was playing with fire after the words left my mouth. "You couldn’t touch me without your master telling you that you can.”
Whisper tightened the grip on his sword and looked at Sipher. "There! See! The great Whisper Err can’t do anything without the say so of a…” I tried to remember which city Sipher called home.
“Gar.”
Rix was right next to me and I couldn’t see her.
“GAR!” I smiled broadly. "A Noble taking orders from a Mundane, how progressive of you!”
“You..!” Whisper raised his sword, only for Sipher to grab the other man’s arm.
“He’s just trying to get a rise out of you.” Sipher held the man back.
“And it’s the truth!” I gave him the best smug look I could.
Whisper lowered his sword. "Finish this before I kill him myself.”
Sipher turned towards Trent. "There’s a new deal!” He pointed at me, then at Trent. "Your boy for your life.”
“Ohhh.” I clicked my tongue. "I guess your daddy isn’t going to let you…” My words were cut off as Glima had the monster hoist me into the air, out of Whisper’s immediate reach.
I was about to try to taunt him again when I realized what Sipher was asking.
“The experience you carry is worth enough to get me to Tier Six, so that’s my new price. Your life for your son's.”