"Hmm?!"
Rain pattered bleakly, throwing hearts into turmoil. The duel just now sounded long in the telling, but in truth it had lasted barely half a quarter-hour. Now dusk arrived amid the downpour, and the sounds of killing in the city rose in chaotic waves. The dim, heavy light fell across Tesiwite's suddenly changing face, revealing a measure of shock and depth.
"What did you say?"
The burly Turquoise general abruptly stepped forward. He reached out with a large hand and seized Tevit hard by the front of his clothes.
"Damn it, say it clearly!"
".Cough, cough!"
A sharp pain shot through Tevit's chest, and he could not help coughing aloud. He gasped a few rough breaths, glanced at his wife behind him, and answered in a low voice.
"There are hidden circumstances behind your lord's death. I can tell you everything I know! But you have to swear to the Main God that you'll spare me and Chichipati!"
"Heh. Spare you?"
Hearing the Cloud Snake Hunter's words, Tesiwite's brows lifted. His heart was unbearably agitated, killing intent nearly boiling over. In truth, he had always felt somewhat uncertain about the legion commander's death. The burly general let out a cold laugh and, without the slightest hesitation, threw a punch.
Bang!
"Urgh!"
The heroic Cloud Snake Hunter gave a muffled grunt, and blood flowed from his nose. The drizzling rain fell onto his face, then into his mouth, bringing with it a dense taste of blood. Tevit clenched his teeth, sealed his lips tight, and refused to utter a word. The other man's irritable behavior was utterly different from his earlier steady fighting style; clearly his mind had been thrown into disorder, and he cared very much.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Tesiwite struck three punches in a row, beating the Cloud