He’d assumed, from the terror and deference he’d encountered thus far, that Dread Lord Gavrax had been an effective Dark Wizard. What if he had not been as competent as Gav had thought? What if he had not been as competent as Gavrax had thought? His peers did not seem particularly impressed. Maybe he’d pulled the wool over the eyes of the naïve. Or maybe he hadn’t. A toddler with a lightning wand would inspire fear and indulgence, without respect. Uncomfortable thought, that. So much effort—from the stupid torches to the wasteful immolations—and without even accomplishing the goal? He hadn’t
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