kill any people again, Alexander.  Some aren’t ready yet for what you have to teach, be patient and help those that are.”

   The Great Father brought him outside and what awaited him was a city full of other Mazule.  There was a platoon of soldiers and their leader was a Mazule with the head of a horse.  He went to one knee and bowed in their presence.

   “This is Tarth.  He is your general and I have bestowed upon him the pike of Holy Judgment.  He will always do what is right so you must be careful Alexander.  If you go against my will, he will be your enemy.”

   And so, the age of the Mazule went into full swing.  They all bore a head of different species...

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