41. Clashing

VOKTOR

I had just got back from my little escapade. Sometimes I enjoyed dealing with things alone, and as I had predicted, rogues were gathering in clusters. The only problem was they didn’t know who ‘The King’ was, or they just couldn't tell me. The moment they even tried to say something, they ended up dying.

I had my men follow some leads. I had left a few survivors, hoping for one of them to