No more pissing around. Had enough.”
Zad hissed from his throne across the murky space.
“Take him down. Beat it out of the fool!”
And Dar knew he would.
He glared back into the seething face of his old adversary. He knew enough people who had suffered Zad’s foul temper. The man was ruthless if he had a mind to be. He’d kill for the sport of it. Zad was a man who insisted. He got what he wanted. Thwart him .. you paid a hefty price. And Dar was risking thwarting this madness Zad had set his heart on.
Nevertheless reality dictated Dar stand up to his old foe.
“You’re out of your mind.”
Dar sneered back.
“You can’t beat out what is not there …..”
Theirs had always been a stormy relationship. Zad never appreciated someone who stood up for himself. Even less he tolerated a Beastmaster who encouraged others not to be pushed around.
“Oh yes?” Zad sneered. “Just watch me ….”
Unfortunately Dar knew he would. And there was nothing that he could do to stop it. Zad set his heart on something .. he did everything in his powers to get it. Stopping at nothing.
He felt his packed upper arms bunched in the tight grip of soldiers. Clammy and sweaty in their holds. But if he threw them off, another half-dozen were ready for it. Clubs and spears. Each of them perfectly built for the job.
Beat the secret out of him. Zad would have made sure they were up for that.
Despite knowing Zad was beyond any reasoning .. Dar was adamant .. insisting on the truth.
“There IS no secret. It is the way I am. It is a gift. NO secret, you fool!”
Eyes clenched withy impatience, Zad hissed at his troops.
“You still here? Do I have to do everything myself?”
When Zad was like this, his men knew .. Dar knew .. there was no reasoning with the man. Hands grabbed roughly at Dar’s arms and hauled him away.