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Seeing the owner of the voice, Gard was both agog and aghast. The person before had become so deformed from torture that it defied physical description!
"By Inge… What are you?"
"A person but not like you…"
"I can see that but from whence do you come from?"
"A planet ruled by the tyrannical Mon-Star… the equally tyrannical Mumm-Ra came and so I fled during the chaos to this planet." The person gave a chuckle. "It was foolish… I ended up a prisoner of a witch… Hecvia… I am quite the mage, she must have sensed that and so I was captured and she placed an enchantment on me… Every time she casts a spell, it draws from my life force, torturing me and making me as you see now."
"I know of her… She placed a curse on my brother." Gard drew his sword and looked at the blade. He then looked upon the deformed person.
Nodding, the person said: "Yes…"
Knowing what must be done, Gard thrust the blade of his sword into the heart of the mysterious being. Swiftly he did it! With a smile, the deformed person of another world fell back free at last.
When Gard returned to Balor, there was a troubled look upon the Old Savage's face. Upon seeing this, the Boy Shaman stood up. Balor too was troubled. For a separate reason but he was troubled nonetheless. It was more apparent with Gard however.
"What is wrong?" Balor asked.
"I know Hecvia's power and I fear it!" Was Gard's reply! "Yet I know if I ever meet her I must show no fear." Noticing that the Boy Shaman, who was his kin, was also troubled Gard knelt down. "Is something the matter, my boy?"
"Just a feeling… Gard, do you know what Albalonga is?"
"An Evabon city rivaling Wilusa in greatness yet not as old." Stated Gard. "It was founded by a traitor chieftain when my grandfather was a baby. Why do you ask?"
Balor did not answer. There was just a fear in his heart, just as there was in Gard's.
The End