Chapter 215: Truth Or DareThe young Truthseeker looked to have aged since he questioned me about the fall of Macha and the battle with the storm giant. Not only had his face hardened over time, but his eyes also looked less innocent and less eager to perform his task.Several men in the room recognized the robes for what they were. One of the pups, a young soldier with dark hair and eyes, dashed for the door. Konstantin was prepared and tripped him, while two Hounds pinned him to the ground.Konstantin addressed the Truthseeker with annoyance, “If you had come a week ago, we could have saved some essences.” I studied the other pups in the room. About half of them had doubt in their eyes about what was to come next. Most eyes were on their comrade being bound on the floor.I rubbed my forearm. The spell forms inscribed on my bones should allow me to fool the Truthseeker. “You first,” Konstantin indicated to me. “Truthseeker, you can use the storeroom below.” The Truthseeker nodded, and four of his legionnaires led him down the steps while the other two positioned themselves at the entrance to the stairs. I walked past the two legionnaires who smelled like wet horses, and their armor dripped water steadily onto the stone floor.A small storeroom had the door open with two chairs separated by a dilapidated desk. The legionnaires squeezed inside, and the Truthseeker took a seat, removing his outer robes that had been soaked in the rain. Sighing, he took the seat furthest from the door. As I sat across from him, his eyes lit up, recognition forming. “Legionnaire Eryk Marko? Is that you?”I offered a friendly smile, digging for his name in my memory, “Truthseeker Yanis. It is me, but now I am Hound Eryk.”“Ah, yes. I must thank you for the vital information you relayed to me in our last session. It greatly improved my (...)