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A.R.Yngve

DARC AGES Book Three
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Chapter 30


In the meantime, Tharlos Pasko was receiving more daily complaints from his allies. Most of these consisted of pleas to attack Damon City first, and bother about Kap Verita later. He promptly ignored the advice, and sent vague promises to deal with Bor Damon after Darc had been killed.

His spies Craz and Stierne returned from their nightly expedition in the city, and reported that an assassin had been selected, a man they identified as a member of the Koban-Jem cult. They added, proud of themselves, that the assassin would never realize he was doing the dirty work of Tharlos himself. The young nobleman looked about the room where they stood -- only he and the two agents were in sight.

"You are absolutely sure," he asked them, "that none but us three knows about the plot?"

The faithful agents smiled.

"May Koban-Jem strike us down and throw our bodies to the Black Sun if the word reaches outside these walls, my lord and revered high-priest!" Goldy replied.

Tharlos nodded, turned away from them a moment -- then drew the laser-pistol from his shoulder holster and shot the two spies. Three red pulses in rapid succession pierced their heads, and they dropped to the floor. Tharlos called for the guards.

"Rosen Craz and Goldy Stierne are dead," he told them in a flat, emotionless voice.