CHAPTER 35

While Selvin’s battered and broken body hung limp from the pole in the dirt floor basement, the storm started to let up outside and in Ben’s heart. Ben wiped his bloody hands on a towel as he panted for breath after the vicious beating he gave Selvin. “Anybody want seconds on this old pathetic asshole?” he asked coldly as he turned to Thorin and Haldir.

Thorin shook his head. “No, I’m quite tired of seeing his ugly face. I won’t waste a minute more of my life on this…this...