“Captain!”

Linvar infused mana into his dagger, slicing through the iron bars. Entering the cell, he cut the chains binding Tarkind.

Linvar caught Tarkind’s limp body as he slumped down, like a piece of seaweed.

“Captain! Can you hear me? Do you recognize me?”

“Uhh…?”

Tarkind looked around with hazy, unfocused eyes. His gaze settled on Linvar, who was holding him.

The long, thin strands of hair.
The faint scent unique to women.

“Hiiiik! No more females! I don’t want to mate anymore!”

“Captain? What’s wrong, Captain! It’s me, Linvar! Get a hold of yourself!”

“Hiiiieeeek!”

Tarkind let out …