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The Pythoness of the Clouds
Balor of Wilusa was thirty-five years old. Chieftain of Wilusa for fifteen years, husband of Brigid for fourteen and friend of the ThunderCats for twenty-seven years, Balor had earned much happiness.
To him and Brigid were born children: two sons Kormac and Kukhulainn and as of recently a daughter named Epona! Epona's birth had left Brigid ill and Balor never left her side while Kormac grew melancholy. Yet eventually, Brigid did recover and Balor decided to go forth into the wilderness with Kormac so they could once more spend time together.
A boy of twelve with a slender frame, Kormac had inherited his father's skin and hair color and his mother's eyes. He wore a loincloth as many Evabon men did and even some women. His was purple in color in contrast to the silver of his father and that of Gard whom those of the Gardites are descended from. Kormac was trained to use a sword and he had the spark of shamanism about him.
One evening, Balor sat next to Gard by a fire. The night was silent and that alone told Gard something was wrong.
"She is here in the wilderness." Commented Gard.
"Hecvia?" asked Balor. "How can you be sure?"
"This silence is an unnatural silence, people have seen her… In the form of… I don't know what, I only know it is not something of the natural world."
"Then, how do you know it is her?"
"What other form could possibly hide her from my eye?" Gard might have been half-blind but even so his good eye could identify the pythoness of the clouds that had cursed his brother Procyon with a bloodlust! He would kill her and the battle that began during the Mumm-Ra war would at long last end. "Where is Kormac?"
"I… You don't think…"
"Killed? No! Taken? Yes! Come!"
"Come? Come where?"
"Balor, my boy, you may have grown in the wilderness and in Wilusa but I still know more of the secrets of the wilderness than you ever will!"