Yet one remains. The darkest and most powerful of all the Wizard Warlocks. My greatest enemy. Damien.” He spat out the name. “Yeah, we met.” That actually broke through Slade’s rock-hard head. “You… What? You’ve met?” He echoed, dumbly. “You and Damien? Where?” “Outside. He’s not so bad. Except, for the theatrical speechifying. But, you really can’t be throwing stones about that, now can you?”
