The deal with the Ancestral Snake kept resounding in Liam's mind. He recalled what he had promised to make the auditory hallucination inside the dream-like experience stop, and his hatred compelled him to abide by it.
Killing a mortal wasn't enough. That butcher didn't even recall Krosstoen village, let alone what he had done there. Ten years was a long time after all, and what happened to Liam probably wasn't an irregularity.
But the butcher had a family. Liam had even heard a child cry, and his hatred boiled at that awareness. He was alone, cursed to seek revenge, while that man's offspring was still alive.
It was simply unfair. A single life couldn't compensate for ten years of suffering. The Bloodline Screening had taken three family members from Liam, so adding the butcher's probable wife and child to the equation would be just about getting even.
However, Liam didn't move. He kept staring at the distant houses on the horizon, but his feet remained planted on the grass.
