Mizak looked up from the scroll he was reading when he felt the shield on the door to his den was lifted, and two female soldiers entered, appearing as if they owned the place.

The notorious Sisters of Mayhem: Vrathien and Yverna.

Rolling his eyes, Mizak set aside the scroll and sent two chairs that were among the four resting against the wall on the right side of the chamber glide toward a spot across his desk. “You two are finally here.”

The sisters traded a glance and took a seat. “Yes, we are. What’s going on?” Vrathien asked.

“Don’t say ‘What’s going on’ like there’s nothing,” Mizak snapped with a severe frown. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Yverna chuckled. “He’s talking about the re...

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