"Knowing this, am I still going to proceed as planned with my sister?" Ikenga asked.
"Of course," Zarvok answered simply as he moved away to pick up another book.
Ikenga closed the book he was holding just as an imp appeared from the shadows. The imp bowed and gestured, "This way, your highness."
Ikenga took one last look at Zarvok before following the imp. After they left the library, Zarvok looked back at the space where Ikenga had been, licking his lips with his serpentine tongue.
"A god would have made a great delicacy. Too bad it was an origin god," he murmured, looking back down at the book he was holding. "Surely this new world will have a god or a strong soul to quench my thirst."
