[Imdalind 03] • Scorched Treachery

Some bullies just need to be put in their place...

... Give me a good Styx song and I’ll get them there.

Joclyn and Ilyan are hiding after Ryland and my no-good brother Cail tracked them down. At least I hope they are, because from what I am hearing no one can find them. Which is good, because things in Imdalind are breaking down.

Okay, maybe not breaking down. More like cracking and burning faster than a pile of matchsticks.

Edmund has taken control of Imdalind, and Talon and I are suddenly locked in a twisted dungeon with a rather confusing set of cage-fellows. Ryland and Sain.

At least torture and mayhem is better in a group. Insert eyeroll here.

Turns out I am the only one sane enough, and strong enough, to get us out of here. Which is fine, because I also have a few secrets that are just burning to escape.

Cue the 70s rock, I need a soundtrack to take these guys down!

I was charged to be her protector...

... keeping her alive is proving to be harder than I thought.

Joclyn has been under my protection for a thousand years, even before I found her. Before she breathed her first breath.

At the rate we are going she may breathe her last far too soon.

I thought we had escaped my father, I thought that she was safe. But that bastard and his minions have found a way to attack her somewhere that I cannot reach.

Her mind.

I must keep her alive, and find a way to keep her attempts at fighting the beast inside of her, from killing everyone around her.

Danger! Torture! Adventure! Ilyan! Yeah, I know it’s the last one that you want.