A Killing in the Air - The Further Adventures of Bander Page 14
by Randy Nargi
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NEARLY 700 MILES AWAY THE LORD GOVERNOR MET WITH A DARK MAGE KNOWN AS MORIN OF THECT. And the meeting was not going as well as planned.
“You fail me,” hissed Morin, who was all shadow, cape, and teeth.
“I require a bit more time, Master. Our enemies are more… resourceful… than I was led to believe.”
“Your excuses mean nothing. Eliminate those who seek to thwart our plans, or you yourself shall be eliminated.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Do not try my patience… it ran out a thousand years ago…” The dark mage turned deeper into the shadows and then was gone.
“What have I gotten myself into?” thought the Lord Governor.