[b][color=ed1c24]Kanros, Warhound Demigod Level 2[/color][/b]

Kanros had realized his breathing had become less ragged and he didn't feel the corruption in his body anymore, he looked up at Thulemiz who stood before him and said nothing only watched him stand there.

Kanros knew of the Lich Lord's intentions of the world and how the Lich saw purity in death and only death alone, and Kanros knew that if Thulemiz were ever to be entangled in a situation where it came to Kanros's death that he might not intervene to aid Kanros although he had just saved Kanros from the Chaos which would have devastated his being and changed him into a different person.

[color=ed1c24]"Thank you Thulemiz!"[/color]

Kanros said to Thulemiz as he sat up in the small bed he had been laying upon.

He stood up and stretched, feeling the freedom of movement without armour upon the body was a grand feeling but it exposed the body to the wrath of nature and it exposed many battle scars most of them now new or some of them old and Kanros started to think that he should where stronger armour.

[color=ed1c24]"What happens now?"[/color]

Kanros said as he went to fetch his belongings which were  nearby clothing washed he guessed, clean from any blood or stains from the battle and as he turned to Thulemiz who stood silently, Kanros wondered about the Lich sometimes whether one day Thulemiz would turn on his own men and even Kanros although he thought that Thulemiz probably wanted Kanros solely for the purpose of protection and among other things a great advantage on the battlefield but he couldn't help but wonder.