Legends Of Zyconia Part 16
Early the next morning Terrek gathered his aides for a meeting in his tent.
"It seems we must watch ourselves more closely than we thought," Terrek said facing them.
All were present, even Selate's large bird head protruded into the tent from the doorway.
"I never caught sight of Celarus after the fall. I don't think he could have survived it." Terrek said, a twinge of remorse in his voice.
He didn't have the chance to see if he had gotten through to Celarus, if he had he would never know.
"I'll tell the guards to be extra cautious. We can't have this happening again." Perrin asserted.
Timothy, tired of the meeting, stirred next to his mother as Terrek spoke again.
"That's all, you may leave."
Everyone vacated the tent and Selate pulled her head back from the doorway.
"I said I would kill him, you didn't have to send others," said the image of the person in the mist.
"YOU FAILED THE FIRST TIME, MAYBE THIS WILL ENCOURAGE YOU," the Vicar rasped.
The Vicar stood in darkness. Once again Colar, Murack and Keldar accompanied him around the circular dark table. The coals in the brazier were slowly going out and would soon have to be replenished. the blue mist hung above it waving like a flag in the wind. Colar nudged the coals in the brazier with a metal rod.
"I told you I'd do it but I must wait for the right time." the image explained.
Murack smashed his fist down on the table, "Terrek must be vanquished now. He overcame Celarus the powerful leader of the assassin army."
"We need Terrek killed immediately he is too much of a threat to us. We don't have time," Colar cut in.
"SILENCE! BECAUSE HE HAS KILLED CELARUS YOU WHINE LIKE INFANTS FOR TERREK'S DEATH. YOU WILL HAVE YOUR TIME, BUT TERREK WILL BE DEAD SOON. OR YOU WILL" the Vicar finished.
The mist faded and the image disappeared. The person sat back in a chair, in a tent in Terrek's camp, thinking about what had to be done.
The density of the Jungle of Confusion made it hard to navigate. Terrek had hoped to be at the other side by now. The humidity of the jungle was slowly making him wilt and he felt as though they were traveling in circles. The army had been trudging through the jungle for hours now with no end in sight. Terrek had planned to reach the other side by mid-day. it was now well past mid-day. The wagons were having a hard time coming through the dense jungle and were constantly getting stuck in the undergrowth.
Adam rode up behind Terrek and Diana, who were riding Streak.
"We should be through the brush by now. There's vegetation everywhere, and the scouts report that this is all that's ahead. I think we should stop and make camp. We can get our bearings and find the right direction tomorrow." Terrek thought about this for a moment.
"I'm going to speak with Zyron," he said as he dismounted Streak.Zyron stepped from the wagon and surveyed the wilderness before them.
"Your faith is not as strong as it should be. you can't see the illusions created by the Vicar." said Zyron.
Terrek looked at Zyron, puzzled.
"Perhaps this will clear things up," Zyron explained as he lifted his sceptre high over his head.
The sceptre began to glow as the scene around everyone dissolved from that of jungle to grassland. Terrek looked back the way they had come, jungle could be seen on the horizon. The Vicar was trying to confuse them to make them turn back. They had already traveled through the jungle! Terrek. exhausted, helped Diana dismount Streak as he announced.
"Pitch your tents were going to make camp."
TO BE CONTINUED...
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