Zealot

"Dale?"

Muttered Talon in disbelief as he gazed at the person before him, Zachary's henchman, Dale.

"Strange to see you here once more, one-eyed rat." Said Dale, the smile on his face seemed genuine while his eyes were hollow, not even a fraction of the joy shoving in them.

"What are you doing here? After Zachary died you still began to do the same as him?"

Asked Talon as he clenched his fist, something was strange about Dale, not like he had too much experience meeting with Dale, but he wasn't a stranger.

"You caused me a lot of trouble one-eyed rat, but you also helped me a lot, so I will let this slide." Said Dale, his expression was unreadable.

"Why don't the two of us have a little chat, one-eyed rat?" Asked Dale, his smile was chilling.

Behind Talon close to the middle of the camp, next to the tent stood Thorn, still covering Thalia's eyes with her hands.