Chapter Eighteen
“So you can do magic?” Daniel asked.
Shronan turned to Daniel. “I’m a mage.”
“Do you have a lightsaber?”
Shronan rolled his eyes. “I’m a mage … not a Jedi.”
“Well, that’s what Jedi are, aren’t they? Space Wizards?”
“For the last time, I’m not a Space Wizard. I’m a Space Mage.”
“What’s the difference?”
“It’s complicated.”
“So, you don’t have a lightsaber?”
“No. I have a sword.”
Shronan unsheathed his sword and stepped inside of the pyramid.
Ned shook his head and muttered, “we have a spaceship with the greatest technology known to man. All of us carry blasters and pistols, and he carries a bloody sword.”
Green fire ignited the sword, lighting the hallway into the pyramid.
“Okay … that is pretty cool,” Ned said.
“Yeah … that definitely looks like a lightsaber,
