HECTOR BAYES

The girl from the village was recovering nicely, save for the spiked barbs that hadn't seemed to leave her tongue since she came from the wolf village.

It was a wonder how the gremlin found the energy to be sassy, given how close to Hades’ clutches, she’d gone.

“Find anything?” My best friend’s deep baritone sounded as he fell into step beside me, interrupting my reverie. He must have been lurking in the cave shadows again, Kalden Kalden, what to do with you?

“I found a rat the other day, festering in the rust-colored walls of my sewers-” I growled, flicking my eyes to the side to see...