‘Did you speak to him before you slew him? What did he say?’ ‘He said… that only I had the power… to stop the future…’ said the Warmaster, his voice suddenly faint and echoing as though coming from the other end of a long tunnel. Puzzled, she looked up in time to see the Warmaster’s eyes roll back in their sockets and his legs buckle beneath him. She screamed, reaching out with her hand towards him, knowing that she was powerless to help him, but needing to try to prevent his fall. Like a slow moving avalanche or a mountain toppling, the Warmaster collapsed. The mnemo-quill scratched at the
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