Hours later the two came to the dark castle that served as the headquarters of the vile magical being that had enslaved the land. Talon did not like the “feel’ of the place but Rator strode into its courtyard with his usual breezy self arrogance. “Show yourself and meet me,” he roared as they then entered a vast dark audience chamber. “I am Rator the conqueror. I am here to battle you. Face me and prepare to die!”

The two men saw an old man step out from the shadows. “It has fled in terror when it heard you were coming,” the haggard looking man chuckled as he approached the virile young hero.