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The Heroes Arrive

The guards were about to take Brigid away and begin their massacre of the common people when Lib arrived with Balor and Caracalla. Kolyn, High Priest of Gnozzuz stared at them and said: "What is this? A would-be hero and two brats?"

With his hammer in hand, Lib quickly brought it slamming into the head of one guard who quickly went flying into another. He stared at Kolyn, thag-masked priest, and said: "Who are you calling 'would-be?'"

Balor did not give a verbal response. He merely looked at the torches around the throne room and thus did he raise a hand and bring the fire from the torches and onto the sleeves of at five of the guards. His training with Piyamaradu was paying off.

And Caracalla? He merely stood there and shrugged. Lib was a warrior Balor was a shaman-in-training and he? He hadn't really been anyone special and the most he had been taught was thag dancing and that was something he simply couldn't use here.

Kolyn merely stood there counting the guards. A few of them were now looking cautious and even more were now turning to leave the throne room altogether. He brought his staff down upon the floor and exclaimed: "Death to any guards who disobey me! You will stay and kill all but the Evabon girl! Do you hear me? You will kill—" Kolyn did not get any further. Into the throne room came an axe, flying through the air between Lib and another guard and it hit Kolyn in the chest and embedding itself in it, sending him flying back until he hit the back wall of the throne room.

Then did Gard enter the throne room! He looked down at Balor and said: "You are forbidden from leaving Wilusa for a whole month for this." Balor did not give a verbal response. He only nodded, knowing with all his heart he was the one responsible for this situation. Gard then looked at all present and said: "I am Gard! I am a great warrior. Challenge me and my brother-in-arms Lib at your own peril."

The other priests all stepped forward and raised their staffs, all decorated with the head of thag. The eyes of the heads began to glow until roots emerged from the throne room floor and wrapped themselves around the priests, crushing them until the priests dropped their staffs.

Gard turned to see Cheetara standing in the doorway, her own staff in hand. She smiled at Gard and say: "You said I remind you of your daughter? Well, she must have been a disobedient child."