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already analyzed the logic to its absurd conclusions.


"But it will be his Impire then, won't it? So any threat to the Impire will be a threat to the Living God? The caliph, for example. "


Surprised, the dwarf nodded. "Exactly. The caliph is a threat to the Impire, so the caliph will have to go. The goblins are about ready to launch their
big attack-Zinixo will smash them. Of course he'll go after Lith'rian and the elves first."


Sagorn snapped his teeth shut with a click. "He will rule the world," he muttered.


"In a year or two, yes."


"Is there nothing we can do to prevent this obscenity?" Count Ionfeu said. Old and frail he might be, but generations of imperial pride showed on
his weathered features. Thousands of men like him had built the Impire, and he would sooner die than let it all fall into the hands of a dwarf.


Silence fell.


Was there nothing to be done?


"Surely he can't have cornered every word of power in Pandemia? " Rap asked Raspnex privately.


"Near enough. He has people out hunting down every sorcerer-Evil!-every adept and genius, even. If you go looking for allies, you can't expect to
collect them faster than his Covin can."


There was the awful truth, then! "Faerie's the problem, isn't it? That's where I made my great mistake? "


Raspnex's shadow image bared its teeth. "That's it!"


The mundanes were all waiting for an answer to the count's question. Was there an answer?


Rap said, "There might be. It's an Evilish long shot, but we could try, if Zinixo hasn't beaten us to it."


"Dross!" the dwarf snarled, disbelieving.


"There's a lot of magic lying around in the Nogids!" Raspnex gasped aloud. "You'll get yourself eaten if you try that! "