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reapers, because he wasn’t in the mood to offer himself up as anyone’s sacrificial lamb.
Besides, another dead reaper would definitively set
them all on a path to war.
But whoever had killed Lokan had exactly that in
mind. You didn’t take down a prince and expect that
the king wouldn’t retaliate.
“The declarations, son of Sutekh,” Anubis prodded.
I have driven away wickedness. I have not done
iniquity to mankind. I have not caused misery. I have
not caused affliction.Yeah, like he could swear to any
of those without lying.
Then an honest declaration slid through his thoughts
and the words came easily to his lips. “I have not done
harm unto animals. And, uh, I have not stolen milk
from the mouths of children. And, yeah, I have not put
out a fire when it should burn.” That about summed it
up.
“So you value honesty.” The jackal laughed, the
sound anything but warm. “Let us proceed directly to
judgment, then.” He paused, as though waiting for a
reply, and when Dagan offered none, he continued.
“Unlike your brother, you are one of few words.”
No. He had many words. He just weighed them before he set them free. He’d spent the first part of his life
pretty much alone. That sort of upbringing didn’t lend
one toward verbosity.
Anubis made an encompassing gesture, indicating
the length of Dagan’s body. “I will need your Ib.”
His heart. The seat of his emotion and thought, will
and intention.
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