Snippet #1388646

"Is that it?"
"It's the Darken that survived."
"That demonic child deserves it."
"What if it tries to escape?"
"Don't be silly, our Empires finest are keeping watch."

"A Darken, huh?" Michaline thought to herself, watching the wagon move along the bridge from her post atop an abandoned building. "Thought they were all extinct. I wonder when the execution is. That would probably be my best time to move. Security will be scarce. Well, relaxed at least." A small flamming bird tore itself off of her skin, standing on her shoulder. "Follow it. Tell me exactly where they lock him up. And if you can ind anything out about the execution time, that would be helpful, Se'qual." The littel bird gave a flaming chirp, and flew off. Michaline watched the wagon until it was out of sight, and then turned her back on the city, making her way to the underground sewers.