Chapter Twenty-Two
The Summoner’s Task
LORD SYNDIRIN was furious with what he had just seen – a band of escaped prisoners, including a Driadon, lead and protected by Drewth. It was an anger that consumed all of his actions, leaving him standing still, and that raged merely inside, yet his Dark Element pulsated as black orbs emanating from his hands, which likewise were yet arrested from even clenching by the utterness of his anger, and only hung at his sides.
A raven dived to the earth beside him, which upon landing exploded in a flash of dark reddish smoke and instantaneously transformed into the cloaked human figure of Korchloc, Syndirin’s Summoner. “You summoned me, M’Lord.” he began, but was cut off.
“Kill them,” Syndirin ordered dryly, glaring steadily into the distant wood to which the prisoners and Drewth fled. “Or be killed.” The black aura at his dead still hands continued to emanate, as did his cold but silent anger.
Korchloc turned his gaze to the ground, the hood of his cloak now hiding his grim features in shadow. “M’Lord,” he acknowledged, and in another flash of dark reddish smoke he transformed back into raven’s form and flew into the moonlit night toward the direction that the escaped prisoners had took.
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