"What was that?" The Terror growled, leanded back and fell on her butt, cracking the wooden floor beneath her. She had never felt such a thing in her life, it was as if her whole body got pierced by a thousand blades, pinned to the ground. She couldn't even breathe, her eyes went blind, and her mind refused to think.
Arad glanced at the old man, "Go bring her some water." The shop owner rushed away as fast as he could. Arad needed this time to talk with the Terror.
"That was Merlin, the one you call the goddess of the labyrinth. She thought you were a threat to me and almost killed you." Arad sighed, "But she shouldn't try that again."
The Terror shock her head and rubbed her eyes, "Damn it. Wasn't she in trouble? She got that much power left?"
"She is winning." Arad looked up, "But I can't be sure for how long. She said the temple people could help us deal with the nightmare."
