Chapter 25

“STOP!” I yelled. Both stopped fighting and the extent of their injuries was clear. Sadness and regret suddenly washed over me and I had to sit back down. Barg was more injured, with two black eyes, a busted lip, and bruises across his chest. Sykorn was not much better. Barg could barely stand and stumbled backwards. My own sadness and regret must have reached Sykorn, because he reached over and h