CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Father and Son“That's quite the tale, boy,” said Bevan.
“It's all true, umm…” Cody struggled. “I forgot your name. Sorry, I'm pretty tired.”
“Bevan. I'm surprised you remember anything after that adventure. Plus, you just met all us strangers. Can't expect you to remember all our names. So, Elder Zamma was killed by his own henchman, and Sazzo, no less. Thank the River that maniac is gone forever.”
“Which maniac – they were all crazy.”
“All of them!” Bevan laughed. “Yeah, the two names thing gets very confusing. Imagine going through a few dozen lifetimes, two names each? It must get ridiculous – especially if you remember most of those past selves. I don't know how they do it.”
“They?” asked Cody. “You mean, you aren't Amartus?”
“Me? No, I'm Sect. Name's been Beva
