The wind over the Skyfall Ruins tasted like rust and ozone. Kaelen’s fingers traced the scar on his left palm—a crooked “T” burned into the flesh. Tamer . A death sentence in the Empire.
“Wait.”
“We’re going into the Sunken Vault,” she said. “Deep third stratum. There’s a relic that can clear our guild’s debt to the Crown. But the guardian is a Chimera of Echoes. We can’t kill it. But a tamer could turn it.” adventure of the outlawed tamer with beautiful explorers raw
Kaelen laughed—a dry, ugly sound. “You want the outlawed tamer to help you. For what? Coin? I’m dead either way.” The wind over the Skyfall Ruins tasted like rust and ozone
He stopped.