“She bestowed unparalleled beauty upon her most loyal follower,” the leader of the lackeys unexpectedly complimented the sorceress. “But beauty is one thing, and we need to prepare for the revenge of the Firelings. I am sure they will not forgive us for interfering in their villainous plans. And given their methods... nothing good awaits us. But if we put an end to the Firelings once and for all...” Rurek smiled, “peace will come to Ikazkan! And what could be better for Ona than harmony between all the peoples of the underworld?”
An unknown spirit had entered Rurek, otherwise how could one explain his suddenly increased eloquence? Perhaps the spirit of a man, but such trivialities no longer worried the sorcerer. He wanted only one thing: the death of all the cheesemakers, one by one. Fortunately, he was not the only one who wanted to see Caen’s head separated from the rest of his body. There were plenty of allies around..