Days That Passed

“Master!”

This is the word that Mordred heard as soon as he closed the windows on all of the notifications. It’s almost like this is scripted seeing how Blaze arrived there at the perfect moment. Though it may not be as perfect because, Mordred wanted to test his new skill a couple of times. The spikes that should work similar to the ones that NIlfheim used.

“Ah Blaze.” Mordred replied as a smile grew on his lips. “Just the little wisp that I wanted to see.”

“Master, you’re back! Thank the gods of darkness you’re back!” The wisp exclaimed.

This placed a curious look on the face of Mordred. The tone of the wisp and, the way that it spoke both hinted of an immediate concern. That is just puzzling to Mordred because, the last time he checked, there should be nothing that could cause the wisp to act this way. The whole of the forest is already secured and, as far as the invading hunters goes, they’ve all been dealt with by the goblins.

No new threat should exist at the moment and, should