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And so Arascus, God of Pride, waited. He waited for his defeat as the forces of Heaven & Hell combined descended upon him. He waited as they tried to kill him. He waited as they locked him away. He waited for a thousand years in that dark prison.

Great primordial sin

Arascus snapped his fingers and tried to incinerate the piece of paper before him. Not even a spark of magic, not even an inkling of heat. He shook his head and threw it to the waste-bin. Iliyal had chosen good candidates, of course he would, but the man was obviously being cautious.

Whoever was going to be sent to Arcadia to bring back the sorcerers would have to know about them, so whoever was sent would be an exposure risk. It was better to choose someone reliable than someone untested.

Arascus thought of a name for the task: Sara Daganhoff.

"That's not…" A Seeker next to Elijah tried forcing some words out to break the shock they were in. A blast of thunder from overhead shook the team of Seekers awake. Golden armour started to move, capes began to flow in the wind and they finally started to run as was hours of training kicked in instinctually.

As instinctually as could be done for a group of men untested in battle.

Chapter 46