Note: Sorry if the previous two chapters felt a bit lacking in quality both in terms of flow and story telling, was struck with an headache plus had a flood In my area so had to cram through it, I promise it won't happen again however!
By the time Raven arrived at the Lifeclover, Helga was already inside waiting for him. Markus and she shared a knowing glance before the barbarian pulled out a scroll and threw it in the air–burning it.
"We should have some privacy from that goddess now," she said, leaning against the tablet next to her.
"What the fuck are you two on?' Glancing between the two, Raven has had enough of their cryptic messaging. "Just say what you mean already!"
Silence lingered for a moment following his words, but then reaching for his helmet Markus took it off revealing a dark flame with burning green eyes glaring at Raven. He wasn't human…And Raven had no idea. Even now as he was staring at him, he couldn't believe that a king's royal guard was an undead spirit.
