“She arrived in this town a short time ago, able to disguise herself, to walk amongst the humans as one of them.”

“Yes? Yes! Tell me more.”

Her hands, red-tipped and dagger-nailed, crawl over his bare chest and he swallows.

“She has great power, the ability to change worlds and the fates of men.”

One man in particular, he thinks bitterly.

“And where is my little key candidate?”

“Anyanka works in a shop...”

Betrayal complete, minions dispatched, they settle down to wait.

“So tell me,” Glory purrs, “is it true that the size of a troll’s axe tells you ...Oh!”


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