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see him.
    Snyp
chuckled. “If Mauldrin doesn’t know whohe
is, then he could be very powerful in the right hands.” He paused in thought.
“Very powerful indeed. Very powerful for us. Others
would bow before us.” A crooked smile spreadacross
Snyp’s oily, black face.Even though Snyp
emphasized the word ‘us’, Tagen was not deceived and knew what ‘us’ really
meant.
    Tagen
cringed. “I don’t like that idea, sir. If Lord Triaad found-”
    Before he
could finish, Snyp pounced on him, plunging his claws into Tagen’schest and throwing him to the ground. He stood
over Tagen, hissing through his sharp, black teeth.
    “Lord
Triaad will not find out about this, and you will not tell him,” Snyp snarled.
“I want you to find Mauldrin, and make sure he knows nothing. Test him to make
sure. Once you know for a fact, come back and report. We’re going to capture
him.” Snyp stopped talking for a moment and looked at Tagen with one eye
slightly squinted. “Don’t let anyone know about this.” The menace and the
threat in his voice sharply accentuated his vicious appearance as he stood over Tagen, ready to kill him if he refused the order.
    Tagen
knew Snyp could easily overpower him, especially in his underfed and weakened
state. Even though he didn’t like the idea of following the orders, fighting
back would only get him killed. “I’ll check the cabin first and see if he’s
still there. If he’s not, it might take me awhile to find him, but when I do,
I’ll do as you ask,” Tagen said.
    An evil
smile crept over Snyp’s face as he slowly removed his claws from Tagen’s chest.
Tagen moved quickly to get up, but in his haste, he struggled to get to his
feet. The dark, sandy soil squished around his fingers as he pushed up, going
at it twice before standing.
      “I expect you will keep me updated on
your findings.”
    Tagen
nodded, holding his pain-filled chest. Snyp continued to smile as Tagen headed
toward the exit. Before he could leave, Snyp spoke again, “If you ever let a
demon get past you again, I’ll be the first to tear you apart and eat you.”
    Tagen
nodded obediently and exited the cave, not wanting any further arguments. The
moist air of the tunnels blew on his oily skin as he exited the cavernous room.
The muscles tightened in his belly, and his teeth let out an audible grind as
he bit down. He hated serving Snyp. There had to be a way to get back on
Triaad’s good side. Possibly, if he was cautious in how he handled the
situation with Mauldrin, he might do something significant for once and be
exonerated.
    Slimy
skin smashed into Tagen from behind, knocking him into a large rock that
protruded from the cave’s wall. With fast reflexes and amazing agility, Tagen
spun around. The oily ground made a slurping noise under his feet. A young dark
soul, normally referred to as a youngling, stood in front of him, backing up
quickly. Obviously, the youngling hadn’t been paying attention and ran into
Tagen.
    A
deep-throated growl vibrated in Tagen’s chest as he clenched his fists. The air
thickened to almost non-breathable, and the blackness in the cave became alive,
physically tangible to the skin.
    The
smaller, dark soul never had a chance to say a word. The eyes darted all over
looking for help or escape as Tagen gripped the youngling’s throat with clawed
hands. Tagen’s red eyes blazed in the darkness. The only audible noise was the
youngling’s labored breathing. Rage from his encounter with Snyp fueled Tagen,
pushing him to the limit. As the youngling dropped to his knees, Tagen let up.
The air cleared. The thick blackness dissolved. Without saying a word, he
walked off feeling slightly better. He felt the momentary pleasure of almost
killing the youngling.
    As he
exited the cave, a thought struck him,Tagen’s
red eyes widened, and he stopped in his tracks, knowing he had found the
solution to everything. That’s it. I’ll kill him. I’ll kill Mauldrin, and
drag his body back to