Literature
Mercenaries:Tale of the Healer
Intermission: Tale of the Healer
He crosses his legs, taking a sip from his glass. You feel the urge to ask what exactly he's drinking, but stop yourself short for more than one reason.
"Answers," you reply. "I want to know
everything."
He chuckles. "As do I, comrade."
You narrow your eyes in what you hope to god is an imposing gesture. He notices and leans forward, setting the glass aside.
"You already know why you're here, do you not? You got my letter on the first night?"
You nod. "The meteorite. The scientist. Your
Rival."
"Not mine specifically, comrade, but the Enemy to us all."
"What do you mean by that?"
"In due t