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Cholik gazed up at the star-filled heavens. "Mankind is a futile embarrassment to the
heavens, Captain Raithen. An imperfect vessel imperfectly made. We play at being
omnipotent, knowing the potential perhaps lies within us yet will always be denied to us."
"We're not talking about gold and jewels that you're looking for, are we?" Raithen
almost sounded betrayed.
"There may be some of that," Cholik said. "But that is not what drew me here." He
turned and gazed back at the pirate captain. "I followed the scent of power here, Captain
Raithen. And I betrayed the King of Westmarch and the Zakarum Church to do it so that I
could secure your ship for my own uses."
"Power?" Raithen shook his head in disbelief. "Give me a few feet of razor-sharp steel,
and I'll show you power."
Angry, Cholik gestured at the pirate captain. The priest saw waves of slight, shimmering
force leap from his extended hand and streak for Raithen. The waves wrapped around the
big man's throat like steel bands and shut his breath off. In the next instant, Cholik
caused the big man to be pulled from his feet. No priest could wield such a power, and it
was time to let the pirate captain know he was no priest. Not anymore. Not ever again.
heavens, Captain Raithen. An imperfect vessel imperfectly made. We play at being
omnipotent, knowing the potential perhaps lies within us yet will always be denied to us."
"We're not talking about gold and jewels that you're looking for, are we?" Raithen
almost sounded betrayed.
"There may be some of that," Cholik said. "But that is not what drew me here." He
turned and gazed back at the pirate captain. "I followed the scent of power here, Captain
Raithen. And I betrayed the King of Westmarch and the Zakarum Church to do it so that I
could secure your ship for my own uses."
"Power?" Raithen shook his head in disbelief. "Give me a few feet of razor-sharp steel,
and I'll show you power."
Angry, Cholik gestured at the pirate captain. The priest saw waves of slight, shimmering
force leap from his extended hand and streak for Raithen. The waves wrapped around the
big man's throat like steel bands and shut his breath off. In the next instant, Cholik
caused the big man to be pulled from his feet. No priest could wield such a power, and it
was time to let the pirate captain know he was no priest. Not anymore. Not ever again.
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