A Greedy Man - Part 8

They'd praised that about him earlier. Claudia had sworn that he'd have died if he'd done anything other than what he had. If he'd rejected the curse of Ingolsol, and rejected the blessing of Claudia. Instead, he'd nourished them, and the warring had cooled, they'd fought for his sake instead, whilst still keeping their eyes wide open, holding him true to his path.

He saw these subordinates of his dance around, fighting titans, beings that they had no business doing battle with. He was suddenly struck by how brave they looked.

Ingolsol fought like a cat, all pride and mischief. That wasn't what Beam had expected from him. He had a memory of Ingolsol from another place, a feeling of him. That feeling had been bound up with fear, an understanding that such a man was evil.