Chapter 53: Winter's Heart (5)

Jon was an orphan. Well, he had a father. A warder who died in the line of duty, being a hero, when he was barely eight. He left nothing for Jon when he was gone. No home, no relatives, nothing but a legacy.

Jon is that legacy now. His father left him the mantle, however, he was not who he was just for that. He has a teacher who took care of him, taught him how to be good, and that teacher was now risking his life to protect him and the others.

“Jon,” Noyar yelled behind him, “don’t just charge like a bullhead. Have you thought about what you’re going to do getting there?”

Shailyn was sitting on the side, peering at youths who had been inflicted with the afflictions. Oscar started working on the moment they reached here, without caring what the suit did to him to reach here. Well, he was the only one who could help here, and she knew he would pretty much blame himself if they lost anyone just because he was not there in time.