“You have come to ask me what I can tell you about the creatures of the Verge,” the Black General said in a dry tone that sounded like the creaking of twigs. “But that is not the question that concerns you most right now.”
Hadjar looked at the broken chains that had once bound the Black General.
“I’ve asked you this before, but I’ll ask you again — if you’re already free, why don’t you try to destroy my soul and take over my body?”
“Destroy your soul... Take over your body...” The Black General repeated with a slight sneer. “What kind of teacher would I be if I did that to my student? But you are right, young Hadjar, one day, as we agreed, the hour will come when we will fight. And if you win, you will know the answer to your question.”
“And if I lose?”
“Then perhaps, one day, we will
