Prologue..?

Red feathered wings sprouted from his back as he stepped closer to the blonde. The man's smirk seem to grow as a sword appeared in his hand. "What do you want with me!?" Garroth yelled, scooted back on the cold ground. "Wow, I thought that 'pretty boy' here might have been smarter than that, but apparently I was wrong.." He said. "Listen, I don't want any trouble... I'm just trying to find my way-"
"Away from O'khasis?" The man finished Garroth's sentence for him. "H-how did you know..?"

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