They found a nice quiet little inn, just off the main 
road that lead to the palace gates, called the Knighted
Prince. Traditionally, it was made out of logs, placed
one on top of the other. The lower floor had a fire place
to one side, and a bar at the back. 
  The group took up every room available. Enigma was
given the responsibility of looking after the three
girls. He stayed in an adjoining room, whilst the three
women shared. Ksid looked after Iikin and Terrol across
the hall, whilst Power and Ice got to look after each
other. 
  Enigma sat on his bed, rubbing his sore legs, waiting
for the bathroom to free up. He wasn’t as fit as he
thought he was. Realising that waiting for Arem and her
two staff might take all evening, he decided to call it a
night, and bathe in the morning. Before that however, the
usual quiver of his little book got his attention. 
  He found the new message. “To the top of the pinnacle
shall you all journey, where the hymn of the Dreamer
shall mystify it’s name, opening the passage to the house
of worship where the object you seek should lie. Fate,
though, will not be in your favour, thus you must seek,
and gain, before the moons unite. All of this, however,
not before further deceit. The preceptor shall come to
your rescue.” He put the book down and reflected on what
it said. 
  ‘Fate will not be in our favour.’ he said quietly to 
himself. ‘That can’t be good.’ Then he blew out his 
candle, and fell fast asleep.
*  *  *  
  He was lightly tapped on the shoulder a few hour’s 
after mid - night. It was Ksid.
  ‘I need to check on a few things.’ Ksid told him. ‘I
should be back soon. Just wait here until I get back.’
  Before Enigma could say anything, he was gone. Once
awoken, it was hard for him to get back to sleep. He was
stuck in the pre - sleep portion of his mind, where idle
things went through his head. Ultimately he give up.
  He looked around his room. His bed was pushed up 
against the wall, parallel to it. On the right side of 
the main door to his room, was a circular table with two 
chairs tucked underneath it. Opposite the door, was a
window, draped with white, lace curtains, that hardly
blocked out the two moons in the east and in the south.
There was a fire place opposite Enigma’s bed, that had
gone out sometime during the night. 
  He heard a slight murmuring from the next room. When he
opened the door, he found it was only Reenoco, muttering
in her sleep. The other girls seemed peaceful. 
  Taking the initiative, he went and checked on the
others.
  First he went across the hall to Power’s and Ice’s
room. Their room was much the same as Enigma’s and
Arem’s, except their fire was still crackling. Their beds
were on opposite sides. Unlike previous bedding
arrangements, they didn’t seem to mind. 
  Quietly closing the door, he went and look in on Iikin 
and Terrol. The floor boards creaked under his feet. 
  Slowly he opened the door. This room was just the same 
as the others - as he had expected. There were red
glowing cinders in their fire place. The table was
excluded to fit the third bed. Terrol was lying on his
side, facing the wall. Funny thing was, Iikin wasn’t
there. Ksid didn’t say anything about taking Iikin with
him. 
  To get a better look, he slowly, making sure that he
didn’t make any noise to wake up Terrol, moved into the
room. 
  The moon’s light distracted him with unfamiliar
shadows. He strained his eye’s to see.
  The door slammed as he was grabbed by the head. A cold
metal object was pressed up against his throat. Terrol
jumped up with fright, also grabbing a near by knife for
protection.
  Enigma dared not move. 
  ‘What is it Iikin.’ Terrol demanded, fumbling with the
candle, trying to light it.
  ‘I caught this scoundrel sneaking into our room.’ Iikin
explained. 
  ‘Iikin, it’s -.’ Enigma began.
  ‘Shut up before a cut your throat.’ Iikin threatened.
  Terrol finally got the candle going. ‘Enigma.’ he said.
‘Iikin, let him go. It’s Enigma.’
  Iikin put the knife down. ‘Sorry Enigma.’ he
apologised. ‘I heard the floor boards creak, then I saw
the door open. I didn’t know it was you.’
  ‘No harm done.’ He rubbed his neck.
  ‘What are you doing up this late any way?’ 
  ‘Ksid woke me up. I couldn’t get back to sleep. Just
thought I’d see how everyone else is doing.’
  ‘Where did Ksid go?’ Terrol asked, looking at Ksid’s
empty bed. 
  ‘He didn’t give me any specifics.’ Enigma replied. ‘But 
he should be back soon.’
  There was a squeal from across the hall, coming from 
Arem’s room. The three looked at each other, then bolted 
to the source. 
  Enigma smashed open the door, just in time to see a
dark figure jump out the window. ‘I’ll go after him.’
Enigma announced, as he dove out the window.
  He landed heavily on the tiled roof of the next house.
The dark figure was caped like that of their enemy. It
disappeared between the house he was standing on and the
next. 
  Following the figures foot steps, Enigma traced the
person up and down the dark streets. His only light was
those of the torches at the side of the road, and of the
moons. Even with this light, the character got away from
him.
  Slowly, he made his way back towards the inn. At first,
disappointed that he got away, nevertheless, he had
another chance. He saw the character about fifty metres
up the street from their temporary residence, causally
walking, unsuspiciously. 
  On quiet feet, Enigma sprinted after him. The door to 
the Knighted Prince opened as he ran past it. The rest of 
the group, including Arem and her servants, followed. 
  He got closer and closer. The man turned around, and
was shocked to find the mob running after him. Heavily,
Enigma tackled him to the ground, the force sending the
pair rolling. 
  ‘How dare you!’ the person said in outrage. 
  The rest of the group caught up. Power grabbed the man
by the scuff of the cape, and pulled down the hood. ‘What
were you doing in the inn?’
  ‘I don’t know what your talking about. And if you don’t
unhand me, I’ll have you all arethted.’
  The man they had caught was thin, with a short, dark,
hair, and a small beard. He had a bad lisp. 
  ‘And who are you to arrest us?’ Ice question.
  ‘I’m Theth, King of Krestia.’
  ‘Theth?’ 
  ‘Theth, with a “Th”.’
  ‘We don’t believe you.’ Terrol laughed.
  ‘On no?’ Seth threatened. ‘Guardth, Guardth!’
  From an open tavern near by, five drunk soldiers
stumbled out, ‘Your highness?’ the first soldier said.
  ‘Arrest these people.’ Seth demanded.
  ‘Yes your highness.’ the man gave the order. Roughly,
they surrounded the group, and guided them, pushing and
shoving, towards the palace. 
  They were lead through the high, pointed metal gates of 
the palace, and lead up a flight of stairs that ran up 
the front of the right wing. They stopped in a small room 
before a great archway, whilst the king took another 
route.
  Murmuring could be heard on the other side of the door 
way. Then there was a hush, and an announcement was made. 
Enigma could only just make it out. With a blast of 
trumpets everyone went silent, the announcer introduced
the king.  
  ‘In a few minutes you will be escorted into the throne
room, and you will be judged for your crimes.’ One of the
guards said shackling everyone’s arms and legs. 
  ‘What was the king doing out that late anyway?’ Power
questioned the man.
  ‘That’s his business.’ 
  A gong sounded, and the doors to the archway opened.
The size of the throne room was in proportion with that
of the size of the general kingdom. The walls eventually
ended in a quadripartite vault, paneled with glass, held
up by evenly spaced spandrel’s. The lower walls were
draped with royal colours. There were two sets of
parapets that extended all the way around the throne
room, each with intricately carved balusters. The throne
itself, was large, making King Seth look smaller then he
really was. The chair was gold plated, with gems and
jewels mantled into them. There were fireplaces,
continually burning at each corner of the room and two
either side of the throne. Pot plants were dotted here
and there.
  Guarding each door way were two guards. The room was 
jam packed full of people, both commoner’s and officials. 
The balcony’s too, were lined with people.
  The footsteps of the arrested felons was all that was 
heard, echoing off the marble floor. They were forced
down to their knees in front of the arrogant ruler.
  Enigma look around the room. Each face was stern,
peering at the perpetrators with glaring, almost fiery
eye’s. 
  The dress was formal, the women wearing as big a dress
they each could find, with pretty colours and lots of
frills and lace. The men wore the same suit, black jacket
and black trousers with black, polished shoes. 
  Enigma’s eyes skimmed across the room. Something caught
his eye. A lone figure stood, dressed in the usual dark
navy hooded capes, with arms clasped in front, and head
bowed. It was one of their enemies.
  Enigma shock his head, then looked again, the figure
was still there, but this time, there was one other
person. By the hair, this second person was lifted, and
was struggling to get away from the hold. Enigma looked
more closing, and anger overwhelmed him. It was Sly.
  It was tough, but he kept his vicious rage in order.
  Enigma turned to Power. His upper body was pulsating
with veins, as he tried, unsuccessfully, to break the
shackles that bound him. Nudging him, they both turned
around, but no one was there. 
  ‘They were there I tell you.’ Enigma whispered.
  Power gave a sympathetic look.
  ‘You two.’ Seth’s voice rose. ‘Firtht you inthult me by 
putting your handth on my royal thelf, now you mock me by 
thpeaking whiltht I am thpeaking.’
  ‘Thorry you Highneth.’ Power chuckled.
  The King’s face went red. His language was spluttered,
and known words became scarce. 
  ‘Yes King Seth.’ a soldier said at his side, somehow
understanding the dribble. Two guards lifted Power and
Enigma by the arms, to their feet, then dragged them out
of the hall. 
  They were advanced through several hall ways, back to
the courtyard. In the ground, just beside the steps they
first entered, a heavy metal grate was moved across,
revealing another flight of stairs, that, this timed,
plunged down into the darkness. 
  The stone walls were wet with perspiration. The
corridor was tight, with only enough room for single
file. The only light source was from the lamps that were
embedded deep into the rock faces on both sides.
  Continuing, they began to spiral downward, until they
finally came to a room that was more open. Empty cells
greeted them. 
  ‘You two won’t be staying here.’ one solider informed
them.
  They proceeded on past several other rooms with cells,
until they came to another metal door. Beyond the metal
door was a corridor, much like the one they began with.
There were many doors on both sides. 
  ‘When the King speaks, you should listen.’ the second
soldier said, opening a door, and pushing Power into it.
  ‘He hasn’t used these cells in years.’ the first 
soldier reminisced. ‘He never really liked them. I wonder 
why he’s changed all of a sudden?’ Then he opened the 
next door for Enigma. 
  The cell was small, very small. The floors were stone,
the walls were stone, even the door was stone. The same
lamp like structure, illuminated the room.
  ‘I wasted a good chance.’ Enigma complained, banging
his head up against the wall in disgust, think back to
the incident in the throne room. 
  He then began playing with his chains. They were tight,
and hard to break. 
  There was a heaving sound coming from Power’s cell. All
of a sudden, the wall crumbled, and a fist, followed by
an arm, came plunging through. Debris, blasted Enigma in
the face, cutting his face slightly.
  ‘You okay Enigma?’ Power asked, retrieving his arm. 
  ‘I could be better.’ Enigma moaned.
  Power brought his face up to the hole he made, looking
at Enigma’s bloody face. ‘What did they do to you?’
  The boy simply shock his head. ‘How did you get those
chains off?’
  ‘I just snapped them in half. Can you get yours off?’
  ‘No. I can’t’
  ‘Then, why don’t you just use your magic?’
  ‘I can’t - well, I don’t won’t to. I know what I saw. I 
saw one of the enemy in that hall today, with Sly. 
They’ll know that I’ll go after them at any chance I can 
get. If I use my powers, it could put Sly in danger. I 
don’t want anything to happen to her.’
  Power thought for a while. ‘I don’t think there’s any 
way that I could bust them, through this hole I made.’ He 
then returned to his feet. Enigma heard yet another 
crashing sound from the next room. 
  Two hands plunged at each side of the door to Enigma’s
cell, then it was ripped off it’s hinges. 
  Power sighed, leaning the door against the wall. He
then ruptured Enigma’s chains in half, but not without a
little struggle. ‘Maybe we should wait until dark before
we go busting out of this place.’ 
  ‘It is dark, remember?’ Enigma reminded, rubbing his
wrist. ‘We’re still waiting for morning.’
  ‘Oh yeah.’ Power remembered. ‘Then how about we just
bust out of this place right now?’
  Enigma nodded.
  They stopped before moving into the next room.
  A clanging of chains was heard, with a few scruff
voices. As far as he could figure out, his friends were
being jailed.
  ‘We’ll have to wait a few minutes for the room to clear
out.’ Enigma said quietly. 
  As soon as the next room was quite, they moved on. 
  Four guards were watching Enigma’s friends: two at each
end of the corridor.
  Enigma and Power began first with the two closest
soldiers, knocking them out simultaneously. Then taking
the guards formal spear, they javelined it at the two
opposing guards at the other end, in unison, pinning them
up against the wall by their cloths.
  ‘I never knew spears to be able to stick out of rock 
like that.’ Enigma said in amazement.
  ‘Me neither.’
  ‘You two better keep your mouths shut.’ Enigma said to
the guards.
  ‘About time.’ Ice complained. 
  ‘What did they do to you?’ Arem asked, examining
Enigma’s bloodied face as he unlocked her door. 
  Again, Enigma just shook his head.
  The soldiers broke free.
  ‘Hey.’ Terrol yelled, as his door was opened. He chased
after him. 
  They waited for Terrol to come back as the rest of them
were freed. 
  ‘Did you catch him?’ Iikin asked as Terrol joined the
rest.
  ‘Sorry.’ Terrol apologised. ‘He got away from me.’
  ‘Then we must get out of here as quick as possible. The
whole army’ll be down here soon.’ 
  On quick feet, they traced their footsteps back towards 
the surface - Terrol in the lead, and Enigma coming in
from behind. 
  As they spiralled, they met several guards that came to 
help. They were quickly disposed. 
  They stopped before the final set of stairs, and when
the coast was clear, the made it to the surface. 
  Terrol motioned with his hand. As fast as they could,
they scrambled across the court yard towards a tower near
the gate.
  ‘Hurry up.’ Enigma closed the door at the bottom of the 
tower, and spiralled upwards. 
  They made it to the top through a passage in the floor.
The room was round, with a table and some chairs on one
side. Hay had been piled tightly up to one side. Another
door lead to the outside - a parapet with battlements. 
  ‘What now?’ Arem asked, lying back on the hay. 
  ‘We wait, I guess.’ Enigma replied.
  Terrol opened the door to the outside. I’ll go out and
watch from above.’
  ‘You know, Enigma,’ Power said, ‘when the King find’s
out that we’ve gone, he’ll probably want all sections of
his castle covered - lookouts, everything. Eventually, a
soldier will arrive here, and find that he can’t open the
hatch that we came through, they’re bound to get
suspicious.’
  ‘So what do you propose?’
  ‘I suggest that we get something heavy to put over that
hatch.’
  ‘But from where?’
  Power smiled. ‘I’ll be back in a few minutes.’ He
walked out the door. 
  Enigma looked closely at Arem and her girls. ‘We may be
going into battle soon.’ he told them. ‘Are you capable
of looking after yourselves if the rest of us are busy or
can’t get to you?’
  Orpten laughed. ‘We could have killed you that night
that you caught us trying to take your horses. Even Arem.
She’s not just a pretty face. 
  ‘If you can do all these things that you say you can, 
why didn’t you try to hurt me when I tackled your boss?’
  ‘We wanted to, but we just couldn’t.’ Reenoco answered.
‘We couldn’t bring ourselves to do it. Funny thing is, we
did it many times before that, just to survive.’
  ‘I can’t provide much for weapons. All I can do is
break the legs of this table here, and sharpen them.
You’ll have stakes.’
  ‘Better than nothing.’ Arem said, allowing Betra to
scamper around the floor.
  Power returned with a large stone on each shoulder. 
  Iikin put Kolga on the floor with Betra. ‘Where did you
get those from?’ 
  ‘The battlements.’ Power replied. ‘I don’t think 
they’ll be missing two merlons any time soon. They have a 
whole city full of them, anyway.’ He placed the two 
merlons over the hatch. ‘That should hold them.’
  Enigma broke three legs off the table, and with his 
dagger began shaping them. ‘Power, isn’t it going to be 
hard to defend ourselves against a whole army? I mean
we’re basically trapped here, and we have no where else
to go but down.’ 
  ‘We do have a slight advantage though.’
  ‘What’s that.’ 
  ‘We’re higher than they are. They have gravity to worry 
about. We don’t have to worry about anything falling from 
above us. Projectiles like arrows and javelins won’t have 
to much affect on us. They’ll loose their pace as they 
climb higher and higher. If it doesn’t reach us, it’ll 
turn around, and spear back towards them.’
  Enigma quickly fashioned the stakes. His dagger slid 
right through them, so it didn’t take long. ‘Remember
that these are just in case you get into any trouble.’ he
explained to them again. ‘We’ll be looking after you for
most of the time.’
  Terrol came back. ‘Some men have started climbing the
stairs already.’ Then he went outside again.
  ‘Here’s what he need to do.’ Enigma said. ‘Someone has
to guard the hatch, in case they do actually break
through.’
  Power scoffed.
  ‘I think that’d be best for you three girls.’ Enigma
went on. ‘I’d prefer that you be surrounded by solid
stone than by flying arrows.’
  There was a disappointment on Arem’s face.
  ‘The rest of us will fight from the battlements. I’ll
bet they’ll be using all kinds of things to try get to
the top. Have I missed anything Power?’
  He thought for a moment. ‘Just one thing. Using ladders
and ropes to get to the top, that’s fair enough. But what
do we do if they bring along the siege towers?’ 
  ‘If worse comes to worse, then I’ll use my powers.’
  There was a banging on the hatch. Power chuckled, and
lifted his head in pride. Eventually, the banging
stopped, and a shuffle of feet could then be heard. 
  ‘Let’s get to it people.’ Enigma commanded. Arem picked
the mice of the ground putting them in her pocket.
  A quite wait was the next in line. No one said 
anything. Not a sound, not a movement. The air was 
deathly still, only the early morning frost. Twilight 
welcomed a new day towards the east. Below, there were 
muffled shouts, words that Enigma could not make out.
  ‘They’ve begun.’ Ice informed.
  A droll marching pounded their ears. Perfect unison.
Everybody turned, and stopped at exactly the same time. 
  The banging inside the tower started again. It had a
different tone to it this time - like something was
cutting at it.
  A command forced the army to halt. They stood their in 
silence.
  Minutes passed. The cutting in the tower stopped, and 
the sound went from a deep bass to a loud clang, like 
that heard from metal on metal. The soldiers had axed 
away the hatch, and had reach the merlons.
  ‘What are they waiting for?’ Ice asked no one in
particular, peering down at the statues below.
  ‘They are either figuring out what to do,’ Power said,
‘or they are waiting for the sun to come up, so they can
see what on earth they are shooting at.’
  Power, they soon found, was correct in both cases. A
general plan was advised once word got around about the
hatch.
  ‘This can’t be the whole army, can it?’ Terrol
questioned.
  ‘Looks like it.’ Enigma murmured. ‘The courtyard’s big
enough for it, and it’s packed.’
  The twilight ended, and the sun began to peak over the 
horizon. The tower was one of the first things to light 
up. A large shadow was cast over the inner bailey, but 
slowly, the group could make out individual people. 
  The generals made several final arrangements, then the
siege began. 
  First, the soldiers tried scaling the wall, using
ropes, and ladders. The path from the tower to the guard
house had to be covered, as it was the army’s closest
point of reach. 
  Enigma and his group hid behind the merlons, and as the
soldiers got three quarters of the way up, they’d push
the ladders and the ropes away from the wall, sending
them crashing back to the ground. There were several
attempts at this before they moved on to the next plan. 
  The next to come was the arrows. Like Power had
predicted, by the time the arrows reached the tower,
they’d lost their steam, and fell back to the ground. As
the arrows flew up into the air, they tried using the
ladders again with the arrows as cover. No one made it
three quarters of the way up. The arrows brought the men
back to earth.
  To busy watching what was going on in the courtyard,
Enigma hadn’t noticed the men scaling the wall by rope,
from outside the palace. They reached the top, and took
the group by surprise. 
  Enigma struggled with the first man over the wall,
jabbing him in the stomach, then punched him in the face,
knocking him out. 
  Iikin blocked and parried sword thrusts thrown by his 
opponent, eventually, knocking the sword out of his hand. 
The soldier held his hands up in mercy. As Iikin drew 
back his vicious fighting arm, the soldier fainted.
  Power continued to watch what was happening in the
courtyard. As an offender approached, he simply swatted
the soldier with a back hand, through one of the crenels,
to the ground.
  Ice’s attacker came at her with a sword raised over 
head, ready to strike down. She weaved away from the 
blow, and drove her pointed fist into his chest, killing 
him instantly.
  Terrol was free of offenders. He ran to the door of the
tower. A man was inside with the tree girls, but he
wasn’t having much luck. The girls out matched the
soldier, who, in favour of ego, saw the women as weak,
and discarded his sword in preference of fist. He learned
quickly that three stakes in the chest could easily
puncture his ego. He stumbled backwards, out the door,
and was helped over the battlements by one final fist to
the face from Arem. She looked at Terrol, and nodded,
then returned to her post.
  ‘Well,’ Enigma said, rubbing his knuckles, ‘it’s not
quite pitch, but we can through these bodies over at our
opponents.’
  The bodies were flung over the edge.
  ‘I’m glad that they haven’t decided to use the siege
towers yet.’ Power said with relief.
  ‘Maybe they’ve decided against the siege towers,’ Iikin
muttered, ‘in favour of siege engines. Look.’
  The army parted, as a massive Onager Catapult lumbered 
it’s way through the crowd. It was already loaded, and 
some men were setting it up, aiming it up towards the 
tower.
  ‘The siege towers are definitely looking pretty good
right abbot now.’ Power noted.
  ‘Arem, Orpten, Reenoco, get out here!’ Enigma shouted. 
  Arem looked over the battlements. ‘That can’t be good.’
  ‘We’re about to be blasted into dust.’ Ice informed.
‘What do we do.’
  Enigma panicked. He couldn’t think straight. Everything
was going right for them until now. 
  ‘Your going to have to use your magic.’ Power reasoned.
  ‘There’s nothing else we can do.’ Terrol added. 
  Enigma was still struggling for ideas. ‘Jump.’ Enigma
ordered.
  ‘What!’ Reenoco demanded.
  ‘I said jump!’ They hopped up on the battlements, and
threw themselves into their air. At the same time, the
catapult was fired, with a direct hit, smashing the tower
into a mere memory. 
  Enigma saw the ground rushing towards him. They had all
gotten clear of the boulder. 
  Quick thinking now, his feet lit up a light yellow
colour, as did the rest of the group. They were slowing
down. 
  The army grew silent, looking on in awe. The group
glided slowly down to the ground, landing in the middle
of the courtyard. 
  Enigma and his friends took up a fighting position. 
  The army dropped their weapons in front of them, and
took several steps back. 
  ‘Out of my way.’ The general pushed and shoved his way 
to confront Enigma. ‘We’ve got you now.’ he laughed. 
‘Attack!’
  The soldiers just looked at him, and took another step
back.
  ‘I said attack!’
  Not one movement.
  ‘I said -’
  ‘Hold it right there.’ a booming voice interrupted.
From the gate, a lone man in white stood. The crowd
parted in respect, the same way they had with the
catapult.
  ‘Ksid.’ Enigma said with comfort.
  ‘What on earth did they do to you?’ he said to Enigma,
inspect his facial cuts. ‘My good man,’ Ksid then said to
the general. ‘have you noticed a change in the King?’
  The general scratched his head. ‘Ahh...yes I have.’ he
replied. ‘For one, he sent the whole army to try capture
eight criminals. That much man power is just not needed.
But he order it nonetheless. 
  ‘What is it Ksid?’ Ice looked at him.
  ‘Our enemy’s are here.’ Ksid warned. ‘I could feel it
as I strolled in here.’
  ‘Why hath everybody thtopped fighting?’ It saw Seth,
speaking from his balcony. ‘I want thothe people
vaporithed!’
  ‘Sorry.’ Ksid said in a great voice. ‘Your not going to 
touch any of these people. You’ll have to go through me 
first, King Seth, or should I say, Velyaha.’
  Everyone looked at the aged man with confusion, then
peered back at the balcony.
  The imposter began to change. The army looked on, as a
general murmur arose. Eventually, the figure had fully
transformed.
  ‘I told you they were here.’ Enigma nudged Power.
  ‘Dam you Ksid.’ Velyaha cursed. ‘Alway’s ruining my
plans.’
  ‘You should be used to it by now.’
  ‘Be careful.’ Enigma warned. ‘Sly’s somewhere around
here.’
  ‘On the contrary,’ Ksid corrected. ‘Sly’s is no where
near here. I’m not sure where exactly she is, but I can
tell you that she is not in this vicinity.’
  Then, a second hooded enemy joined Velyaha.
  ‘Vulture.’ Ksid greeted. ‘Glad you could join us.’
  She raised her hand and sent down a bright beam of
light. Ksid smothered it with a hand.
  ‘Now, now,’ Ksid mocked. ‘Don’t go losing your temper.
Or we’ll have to send you to your room with out your
supper.’
  ‘This is not over.’ Velyaha announced.
  ‘It’ll never be over.’ Ksid replied.
  Then Velyaha and Vulture disappeared.