In the tower's foyer, the Mage's monk servant stopped bleeding out.
In the tower's garden, the Cousin's familiar started chewing through the plants that held him.
In the Mage's den, the Mage had a dream. It was not about the confrontation going on around him...
"Oh, I know how you wanted to use me," Ehlissa said. "You played on my affection for your cousin, if he really is your cousin."
"Oh, he is. Or was. I have no doubt that this man you want spared probably sent my cousin to his death on some fool's errand. But this isn't even about revenge. Not really. It's about the wealth of magic this old fool has hoarded in his tower..."
"Oh, he is. Or was. I have no doubt that this man you want spared probably sent my cousin to his death on some fool's errand. But this isn't even about revenge. Not really. It's about the wealth of magic this old fool has hoarded in his tower..."
Well, it is said that the name of the wicked one will perish. No wonder we don't Erac's cousin's name. LOL
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