"What is the meaning of this Moloatiss?"
Cotilis darted a look at Moloatiss, who, behind Ned, was laughing with all his jiggling body. Even the glasses over his shoulder were frantically shaking.
"Just what you've heard," Moloatiss said. "He is looking for you—Now." He paused and stopped with his laughter. "I will leave the two of you. I have things to attend to. Unfortunately, no human subjects this time."
Moloatiss gazed at Ned before leaving the chamber. He knew that because of Ned, his parasitic experimentation was halted for the time being.
For so long, from O'rriadt to the seas of Scattered Bay, Bogaressi, Bogmoor, and Sudden Plate. Ned met Roy at long last. The hunted human now was at his front. He already met him, not even knowing that he was the man he has been seeking. And again, and Ned hoped for the last time, Glenn was right. Roy was limping.
That man, Ned thought with a smile as he remembered Glenn saying something about Roy.
