”As he turned to look out one of the ship’s portholes, Wigg found his mind returning to Eutracia. The prize the Conclave sought was no longer on the Citadel’s shores. Crossing the Italian border they were greeted by crowds of schoolchildren with palmleaves and baskets of oranges, and a movie operator. ”With deep bows, the two men left for their respective research areas.
Despite his worry for the Conclave, he was asleep in moments. Given the land’s recent decimation, such devices proved inadequate. Xanthus indicated that they should retreat a bit, so that their horses couldn’t be seen. “Recite the spell, Serena,” the voices said.
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