"Hahaha! You're insane, city lord T'zarek! Kill the Ashking? That immortal old bastard? Impossible!" Taleth barked out a laugh, shaking his head in disbelief.
But Ben didn't take offense. He just smirked.
"You want to destroy those who hurt you and your mother? Fine. Let's say you succeed. Then what?
Get captured, tortured to death, and made into a public warning? Make other Velmora suffer in retaliation for your actions?"
Taleth went silent. His hands clenched.
"I can tell you're serious," Ben continued. "But you're not stupid. You know the consequences. As long as the Ashking rules, the Velmora will never be free."
Taleth looked away. He knew Ben was right. The truth was a noose around his neck, he'd known his own limits from the start. But he still kept pushing forward, chasing a hopeless dream because there was nothing else.
