He couldn’t help but notice that in this form,the Darkling seemed less evil, less remote. As Wigg accompanied her toward the floor’s center, she looked around. citizens to suddenly give up the lives they had known forcenturies, and follow me into the unknown? I think not! As I said, we need proof. Xanthus cringed as he watched the lead cleric point a finger at him.
Alfred couldn’t see the rider’s face. “I’m so sorry,” she said quietly. The demonslavers—the macabre army Wulfgar had employed toinvade Eutracia—were all dead, leaving the Citadel largely unguarded. Not knowing what else to do, she obeyed.
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