Best of all, he wouldn't have to spend one more night in this cursed city. Balthazar had not slept, but he didn't feel tired in the least. Unlike the torture of the three magi, which had been simply a task to execute in a brisk, workmanlike fashion, he had enjoyed collaring the Numerator. They both did things most others would not, but Balthazar felt he had little else in common with the man. Araxa struck him as cold and reptilian, a creature of deep insecurities who filled the void in himself by manipulating others. He cared only for power. The necromancer understood that, but found it
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This whole section is a repeat of the previous.
I know occasional errors get past proof readers, but this is quite unbelievable.
