198 Lich Talk

The group went further along the winding tunnels, which all sloped downwards. Sweat dripped off of the inheritor just like the fresh salamander blood from his weapons. Even though he only got small breaks in between every fight, even though he wheezed and coughed, he continued onwards.

"You know, I don't get humans," the Lich said. "Take for example, you. Why are you here?" The inheritor didn't respond, but the Lich prodded him with his spearpoint. "Speak." The inheritor kept walking in silence so the Lich applied more pressure. The spear's tip dug further into the inheritor's shirt until it broke through and pierced the surface of the skin. "I don't have any reservations about killing you. Especially since he wants you to realize that-" the Lich doubled over, clutching his head. His eyes went in and out of focus. The entire cave shook, sending cracks down the stone. "Speak human!" the Lich ordered, trying to get to his feet.