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S.Y. 316.4 (January 21, 2003)
Dark Prophet
By Richard Entreri
From The PRC

*Richard closed his eyes, the image of the entire process blinking from his mind. The Dark Prophet was not one to be trifled with, and these fools seemed to have convinced themselves they stood a chance.*

*He gently paced thoughtfully through his tower. They intended for him the same fate as Zed, a pity for them they'd never get the chance.*

"KARAYAN!' His voice echoed through his tower, as he slowly walked twords the top. Upon arriving on the roof, from the sky the dark shape of the fallen angel arrived, bowing before his master.

'It appears the rangers have intents for me that I can na allow.... ensure they are harmless.'

*Karayan thought, downward eyes thinking a moment. He suddenly nodded, and leapt off the tower, flying into an arc, twords the city of Skara Brae.*

'I am no fool, rangers.'

 

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