Galyeth scanned the seats above him trying to detect a trace of compassion on the faces of the proud citizens of Urik. Excitement, rage, hatred, or just plain dullness. There was no mercy to be found. He looked up to the high throne where a magnificent man sat, half lion half human, his beautiful cruel face as unreadable as the statues adorning his seat, and knew salvation wouldn’t be coming from that direction either.
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