The sounds of revelry floated on the smoky night air, Ethlek and freed slaves celebrating under the great marble moon. Trals walked in the opposite direction.

"What do you want?" Njrea asked.

"I want to take you away so we can be alone," Trals answered. Either he seized control of Njrea's motivations now, or she would destroy the Uppalitch Ethlek. And perhaps the entire Face of God. Having already set fire to God's beard, Njrea was off to a good start.

Smoke ...