Savagery

I was bound to a god who was a traitor himself though he’d never admit it. He would only ever see me as the enemy, and he wasn’t wrong, not anymore. The hatred I had for him had festered all this time like a wound.

If we were bound together, we’d finally have the fight I’d been itching for since the war ended.

I doubted either of us would walk away from it unscathed.