45 - Lighting Loner versus Riji the Mangler

“My son… my malicious miniature! I have a gift for you! Hold out your hands!” We were in the Imperial Box and Riji the Mangler climbed to his feet from his prostration in front of my father, his filthy rags sodden with brown… no, red liquid. The whole sands of the Mezem were dark, sodden, red as if the whole barrel of printer’s ink I spilled …saturated everything. Riji’s hair was soaked in