Incomplete Truths

Thorne slumped, barely conscious.

Blood dripped.

Silence followed.

Then Kaelen turned to Roth’s man, the bone saw still in his grip.

“Continue.”

Roth stepped forward now, slow and deliberate. His voice was low, deliberate.

Roth stepped forward, the flick of his lighter echoing like a gunshot in the silence.

The flame flared to life, dancing between bloodstained fingers as he lit his cigaret