And then, a smile cracked on his thin
lips.
“No. we’ll send … someone else for this
task.” he said, a hidden glee in his savage voice. “The task of
killing those three cursed Nyon and getting the crystal back.”
“Send someone else, huh?” Zardin repeated
thoughtfully. “Very well. Whom do you have in mind?”
A harsh, rumbling noise broke through the
silence in the cave as Redgarn laughed. “Only the very worst.”
The sound of that voice would have made
anyone’s scalp prickle.
“Tell me the planet’s co ordinates,” the man
said. “And I’ll take care of them. All three of them.”
He was hooded and cloaked, standing opposite
to Zardin and Redgarn. Nothing could be seen of his face, which was
soaked in darkness beneath his hood.
Redgarn nodded and gave the co ordinates of
Utakor, and the exact location as to where the three were. In that
abandoned restaurant. He told him what they were meaning to recover
from them.
“Consider the task done.” hissed the man, a
brutal fervour in his voice now. “I will send my men for it. Within
minutes, they will bring you the crystal … and the three of the
Nyon’s heads along with it.”
To be continued …