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Right
after Askauri manages to snatch up his son and escape, folding them
both over into the Incata, Big Mook gets slowly to his feet, prompted
along by a stream of insults from Dakari.
The big,
shambling parody of a man accepts the hateful words from the little
spider demon because such was his lot. He had been snared in the
Wilds of the Incata, where he was, in fact, a rare creature of magic,
his form as big as the skies.
But he
had been brought low by ruthless men who chained and fed on his
essence, trapped it within this thin shell on this dull world to do
their bidding.
His mind
though roamed far and wide and he barely perceived of what was
happening in the moment, lost as he was to dreams of freedom. But
these ruthless men were also very powerful and had compelled him to
answer and obey their beck and call. Men such as Dakari.
As Mook
continues to be berated and assaulted with fists and feet and vicious
words and curses, however, Mook hears the call of another. Perhaps,
the final arbiter of these ruthless men.
And just
like that, he has a new master; he is instructed to kill his old
master.
Reaching
out with a speed that belies his bulk, Mook's huge hand smothers
Dakari's foul mouth, stifling the vomitous flow of words. He
squeezes the foul thing's jaw bone until it pops and cracks. Lifting
his feet off of the ground, Mook enjoys the squeals and squirms of
this small, piteous thing.
He grabs
Dakari's arm at the wrist and wrenches it off at the shoulder.
Throwing the severed limb to the ground, he then uses both hands to
break Dakari's neck with a loud crunch before discarding his lifeless
body.
Mook
turns to the two unconscious boys lying yards away amid the dirt and
gravel, lifts their erstwhile leader, Deshaun, by the nape of his
neck, and steps with him over into the Incata.
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