The Sorcerer (42 page)

“Shade will prevail as it always prevails, by hiding in the darkness and striking from the shadows.”

Malygris’s resistance crumbled, and he found himself repeating the words of his own will.

“Shade will prevail as it always prevails, by hiding in the darkness and striking from the shadows.”

“Good,” Telamont said. He raised his sleeve and wrapped five tendrils of cold shadow around Malygris’s nose horn. ‘Together, we will triumph.”

When he spoke this time, Malygris believed what he was saying.