SCROLL OF THE APOCALYPSE

KING HEDERICK WAS led through a long dark hallway. The fey king muttered a spell under his breath, "Continual Light," and a ball of light floated from his fingers and went ahead of them, illuminating the whole hallway.

"What is it?" King Hederick asked. "What happened to the mage?"

"It's hard to say," Dynnatt replied. "It's better you see it for yourself. My scouts found the remains of another man too. He might have been an archer or hunter. He had an enchanted bow beside his corpse."

"What killed him?"

Dynnatt shrugged. They had gotten in front of a thick wooden door. The Fey king pushed it open and they walked in. It was a small room with a thin bed in one corner. A wizened pale young man lay on the bed. Hederick immediately noted that he was human. Beside the bed, were two female Fey healers. They bowed and hurried out of the room.

"Here is the mage," Dynnatt said. "Or ex-mage, is it?"

"What do you mean?"

"He has Life sucked out of him," Dynnatt walked to the pale figure on