Preview of Old Evil
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Old Dark had to wait longer than usual for the paralysis to wear off. Every limb of his body was frozen in a tense muscle spasm. He couldn’t move, and his body was suspended in the air, shaking uncontrollably as two men swept his cell and swapped out his meat buckets with fresh, bloody beef.
The men, Gus and Orion, had made sure their paralysis spell was extra effective this time. As they cleaned, they cursed at him.
“You think you can get out of here?”
“Where you gonna go, you stupid dragon?”
“You think we want to be in here cleaning up after you?”
They worked quickly. Dark was only able to move his eyes, and he followed the men’s every move.
They had grimoires in their pockets. Thin stacks.
Dark had gotten adept at observing them; just before they came into
