Voice of a God

At Lunas request Heimdal glanced back towards the Sepulcher and frowned. He was silent for a long moment then and the old crone began to cackle anew.

"Yes, torn you are now, oh God of farsight, but what can you do? Should you warn them? Urge them to turn back, save their mortal souls."

SILENCE DEMON roared Heimdal and it was the voice of a God that came from his lips. Thunder rolled ahead as if in response and the bundle of rags on the old crones lap began to mew and squirm.

"What is it." Balar aksed.

"Your mortal bodies have been discovered unprotected. You are at the mercy of strangers."

"Is there anything we can do?"

"You could return and forsake the quest."

"No." Tiella interrupted, "No we go on."

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