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I screamed in an attempt <strong>to</strong> s<strong>to</strong>p him, but it was <strong>to</strong>o late. Almost instantly<br />

the box <strong>be</strong>gan <strong>to</strong> disintegrate as a sickly smoke curled in the interior <strong>of</strong> the<br />

pyramid. A feeling <strong>of</strong> immense dread filled the room, and it was all I could<br />

<strong>do</strong> <strong>to</strong> keep myself from bolting from the tent. I could hear Morte's teeth<br />

chittering, Annah's muffled curses, the keening <strong>of</strong> Dak'kon's blade as he<br />

himself uttered what may have <strong>be</strong>en a prayer invoking Zerthimon's name.<br />

But as the tendrils <strong>of</strong> smoke <strong>to</strong>uched the sides <strong>of</strong> the pyramid they were<br />

drawn in<strong>to</strong> the swirling vortex <strong>of</strong> the portals. As the last spiral <strong>of</strong> smoke<br />

dis<strong>appear</strong>ed the feeling <strong>of</strong> dread passed. Aola smiled a bit nervously at us,<br />

triumphant. "Witness the power <strong>of</strong> Aoskar, the Keeper <strong>of</strong> Gateways!"<br />

I swallowed, "I'm sure a fiend <strong>of</strong> such power that it required so many spells<br />

<strong>to</strong> contain it will have no problems making its way back here. And when it<br />

<strong>do</strong>es it's going <strong>to</strong> <strong>be</strong> looking for you..."<br />

"I have taken that in<strong>to</strong> consideration. You see, each side <strong>of</strong> the pyramid<br />

contained a portal <strong>to</strong> a different plane. In effect, I scattered its essence far<br />

and wide across the multiverse. Did you know there are races out there that<br />

consider demons a sort <strong>of</strong> delicacy?" He <strong>be</strong>gan <strong>to</strong> chuckle s<strong>of</strong>tly as he<br />

reached in<strong>to</strong> the pyramid and sifted through the ashes <strong>of</strong> the box, removing<br />

the gem that was attached <strong>to</strong> it. "Payment for my services. I will use this <strong>to</strong><br />

help rebuild my <strong>be</strong>autiful cathedral."<br />

I sighed in relief, "Keep the gem; you have more than earned it. Farewell."<br />

I wished Aola well <strong>be</strong>fore we left, but out <strong>of</strong> the corner <strong>of</strong> my eye I <strong>not</strong>iced<br />

Annah slinking <strong>be</strong>hind the old priest.<br />

"Okay, hand it over," I said when we exited the building.<br />

"I <strong>do</strong>n't know what yer talkin' about."<br />

"The ruby. I know you nicked it from Aola."<br />

"The man accepted the box, Annah," Dak'kon murmured, "The dangers as<br />

well as the rewards. It is his by right."<br />

"Hey, hey, lighten up, wrinkles. Who <strong>do</strong> you think needs it more? Some<br />

barmy old priest in a burned-<strong>do</strong>wn hut or our gang <strong>of</strong> monster-slaying<br />

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