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Eyes still shut tightly, the prisoner gathers fragments of his broken pride and musters a rebuke, "You will never set foot on our world, Silus. The Council will see to that." Silus drops his hand to his sides, clenching both tightly. "The Council? The Council?!" he rages, stepping forward. "The Council is broken and scattered …and their lap dogs, the Anachronos, you so-called Time Mages, are betrayed by your own and now belong to me." Regaining his composure, Silus draws himself up, and after a deep breath continues with a forced calm, "You say I will never set foot on your world but my hands have been at work among you since before you were born." Each word lands with increasing significance. The face of the prisoner goes slack, though his eyes remain closed. - From These Strange Gods, an entry in the Tome of CHAOS

Collection: Chaos Legion

Creator: @splinterlands

Edition(s): 100