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now, through the silence, he could feel it churn
within him. A disturbance unlike any he had felt before. There was
a new shadow cast over the face of the world.
     
    Removing his hand from the glass surface, he
turned and walked over to the centre of the room, where he sank to
a seat on the floor. Closing his eyes, he let his mind fall to rest
steadily.
     
    For a long time, Mantra sat there absorbed in
the room’s silence.
     
    “Interrupting, am I?”
     
    Mantra slowly turned around. Dantox stood at
the room’s entrance.
     
    “Of course not.” Mantra replied. He beckoned
to the spot next to him.
     
    Dantox walked over and sat by his side. He
surveyed Mantra for a quiet moment.
     
    “I saw you with the three students just
earlier on.” he said in a casual voice.
     
    Mantra nodded absently.
     
    Dantox seemed to hesitate for the meanest
moment, before slowly asking, “Is something wrong?”
     
    Mantra shook his head.
     
    Dantox turned back, gazing at the forests
outside the window for a while.
     
    “Earlier on,” Mantra said. “I was so scared
for the crystal’s safety that taking it to Nalzes, no matter what
the risk, seemed the only prudent option. But now, there seems to
be no need to worry at all.”
     
    “What do you mean?” Dantox looked at him.
“The temple is the safest place for the crystal. There’s no way the
Xeni would find us here.”

“That may be true. But it almost seems like the Xeni aren’t
interested in finding it at all.”
     
    Dantox frowned. “What makes you say
that?”
     
    Mantra was quiet for a moment.
     
    “For some reason,” he said. “it appears that
they are uninterested with the crystal at present … that they are
pre occupied with something else.”
     
    Dantox continued to gaze out of the window,
looking thoughtful.
     
    “But the question,” Mantra said. “is what ?” He looked at Dantox slowly. “ What are they
engaged in, at present?”
     
    Dantox surveyed him for a long moment, before
turning back to the window ahead.

“What makes you say all this?” he asked.
     
    “Oh, I don’t know.” Mantra laughed softly.
“Maybe I’m just rambling.”
     
    Dantox shook his head. “I think you’ve been a
little on edge off late. Maybe you should stop spending too much
time thinking over things you don’t have control over.”
     
    Mantra chuckled. “Is there anything we
actually have control over?”
     
    He turned and looked at Dantox. “But that’s
the last thing that should concern a man. What should concern a man
is his response to his lack of control.”
     
    Dantox heaved a deep sigh.
     
    “I can see what you’re going through,
master.” he said. “Eight thousand years have passed … Their evil
empire fell, and the survivors were left to die in Taurandor. But
the enormity of the evil that they had wrought survived since,” He
shook his head. “It has haunted this realm till today. And our
brotherhood as well. Redgarn and the original members of the
wretched order may be gone, but as long as their order still
stands, this world will never be free.”
     
    Mantra simply nodded and continued looking
out the window.
     
    “And neither will we.” he said.
     
    Dantox placed a hand on Mantra’s shoulder. “I
know you’re a little concerned off late, my friend. I don’t pretend
to completely understand why, but perhaps you should free your mind
from all of this, engage yourself in something else.”
     
    “Maybe I should.” Mantra replied. “As much as
I hate to admit it.”
     
    Dantox continued to gaze at him in a slightly
concerned look. With a nod, he rose to his feet and headed for the
door. He paused at the door and asked, “Where are Ion and the other
two, by the way?”
     
    “They’re still showing Ion around the
temple.” Mantra said. “Giving him a feel of this place and its
lifestyle.”
     
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    “Coming here revolutionised our ways.” said
Qyro, as he strode down the long corridor with Ion and