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'Where is that foul fiend who let loose a viper?'

Thunder walked down the steps to meet her.

'Yes. I'm talking about you.'

She thrust her staff in Thunder's face.

'Where is he?'

'You must excuse me, Sister.' Thunder bowed respectfully. 'I'm just a plain warrior. I don't know who you are talking about.'

'Don't play the clever donkey with me. You know who I mean. You brought him here. You introduced him to that foul and blasphemous Aaroen.'

Thunder shook his head. 'Sorry. I still don't get it. I'm not good at riddles. You'll have to give me another clue.'

'Tomas ... the one you call Sky Warrior.'

'Very clever, Sister. I'd never have got it if you hadn't told me.'

'Where is he?'

'I wish I knew. I'd hoped you might tell me.'

The black-robed woman moved into the porch and Weasel scurried away.

'You must put an end to this.'

'End to what, Sister?'

'That Tomas has sown the most foul and insidious thoughts into the mind of the vile transgressor, Aaroen.'

Thunder scratched the back of his neck. 'I don't understand. I thought you'd be pleased that the Sky Warrior had got rid of the Big Poof.'

'Got rid?' She bared her yellow teeth. 'Whatever do you mean?'

'He got rid of the Lord Sun.'

She opened her hand and produced the head of the baby god.

'What's this?'

'I think they call him the Holy Infant, Sister. He's meant to represent the Holy Lady's bounty or something like that.'

'Prince of Light. That's what they call him.' The Senior Sister pointed to the golden halo about the baby's head. 'If we don't rid ourselves of the foul creature, we shall see him grow into a great lord.'

She pointed a trembling finger at Thunder.

'You must understand. Aaroen did not get rid of the Lord Sun. He had him reborn. Soon the foul usurper will be both God the Father and God the Son.'

Thunder nodded reflectively. 'You could be right there, sister. But, I don't think the Sky Warrior put him up to it. He might have given Aaroen a few ideas. You know what the big fellow is like.'

'Aye. He has a big mouth. He blabs like a brook. The sooner he meets his deserved end the better.'

'I don't think we should be too hasty.' Thunder moved closer and dropped his voice. 'Morgon has been reinforced. We need the Sky Warrior. The people wouldn't feel safe without their giant.'