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swing their dicks at each other to make their fancy peace agreement without me. I had more important things to do. Like finding a stray cat and warning my employees about making fat jokes about their co-workers’ wives.
    I shut my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to centre myself. Gorath must have wanted me here for a reason and I had been curious enough to come, despite the danger. I opened my eyes to see the bitch-troll watching me with cool eyes. I narrowed mine in return.
    â€˜The idea of peace between the nephilim in the Outlands is achievable,’ Casper was saying. ‘But if you’re suggesting any sort of peace deal between the Order and the nephilim, you can forget it. There’s just no way it’s going to happen.’
    â€˜I respectfully disagree with you, brother,’ Gorath said. ‘With Roman leading us, I think anything is possible.’
    â€˜I can’t defeat the Order.’ Roman frowned at Gorath as if he was finally smelling crazy, which gave me some hope. ‘You’re talking about a military organisation that has been around for hundreds of years.’
    â€˜Old ways crumble and change,’ Gorath said.
    â€˜Not in our lifetime,’ Casper muttered.
    â€˜You might be surprised how quickly change can happen,’ Gorath said. ‘The Order is like the ancient monuments in this world, enduring the passage of time. But seasons change and they endure deluge, baking sun, blasting winds. The surface becomes eroded, until small cracks appear, eventually widening to a fissure and becoming a point of weakness.’
    Casper cleared his throat. ‘I’m not sure we have it in us to weather the Order for a hundred more years.’
    â€˜But you are wrong, brother. The Order is already cracked and weakened through fear and brutality. And what we have here…  …’ he pointed to Roman, ‘…is an earthquake.’
    I noticed a movement from the corner of my eye and saw Manika touching her stomach and smile at Gorath fondly. My eyes zeroed in on her. Such a lovely woman, to have managed to pry a madman’s plot from him and convince him to have this meeting. Of course, it was my experience that people always had an agenda and I wondered what hers was.
    â€˜I’m still not buying it,’ Casper muttered.
    â€˜I know this is quite a step, considering our past.’ Gorath took a deep breath, dropping his hand. ‘But I see things differently now. I’ve discovered being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage. And I have found that courage to change.’
    â€˜Tao Te Ching?’ Roman asked.
    Gorath smiled. ‘Yes, brother. Good to know that you too are seeking guidance in exile.’
    â€˜I agree with you that we could be a greater force if we joined together,’ Roman said. ‘But I am unsure about returning to The Weald.’
    Gorath leaned forward. ‘Think on it, brother. Being able to return to our homeland and walk around without fear of persecution from the Order, our heads held high.’
    â€˜A desire most nephilim in the Outlands share,’ Casper said. ‘But the majority of the nephilim flee to the Outlands after falling sick from the berserker curse. Out here, the curse does not follow us, but who knows what would happen if we return to our birth realm?’
    â€˜That was my concern as well.’ Gorath looked at Seth with an expectant expression.
    Seth cleared his throat. ‘This is something I’ve researched extensively. It’s common knowledge among us here that nephilim are born with a blood-caster magic ability, but the Order forbade its use, due to the instability of the magic.’ He scratched fingers through his thick goatee, brows furrowed as he glanced at Gorath. ‘This is the way it has always has been, since the dawn of The Weald. But the berserker curse has been a recent development for the