Chapter 25 Ammad-2

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People around him gasped and held palms to their cheeks. One woman fainted. She fell in a slump among her neighbours, who ignored her, too engrossed by the spectacle on stage. “Are you sated?” Zeead screamed upwards. “Are you sated?” Zeead convulsed and let go of Mastiq’s head. He raised his arms to the sky and shuddered. Mastiq’s body floated in the tank. It was obvious to all that he wasn’t going to sit up again. The Wakrime family gathered on stage sobbed and wailed. Advisor Farack, horrified, attempted to scale the steps but was held back by a brute of a temple enforcer. Zeead’s body convulsed again and he shook out his arms. He lowered his head to stare at the crowd. “He is not sated,” the High Priest yelled. “He is not sated!” Whispers rippled across the crowd. Mastiq was

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