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“Oh yes. Will you come free me?” it taunted.
“How many can you possess at once?” she asked instead of replying.
“So many questions.”
“Which you answered but for the last, meaning you have limits,” Fionna surmised.
It hissed. “I am more powerful than you, witch. More powerful than the warlord. More powerful than any living thing.”
“Says the spirit stuck using other people’s bodies.” Her turn to poke.
“This shell is but a tool.”
“A tool that’s been locked up. Seems to me you’re not very lucky in that respect.”
Lomar’s body trembled as a low growl rolled from his lips. “Insolent. I shall enjoy hearing you scream as I flay the flesh from your body.”
“Are you sure I’ll be the one screaming?” she quipped, intrigued by how quickly the agitated threads churned. As they moved, shifting and undulating, she caught a peek of a tiny hole in the black mesh. Small, but still an opening.
“I think we’ve heard enough.” Kormac stepped closer. “Put the medallion back on.”
“Make me,” taunted the thing in Lomar’s body.
“If I must.” Kormac went to pluck it from Fionna’s hand when Lomar lunged, shoving into her hard. She hit the floor with the man on top of her, teeth bared, hands gripping her throat.
Only for a second, then Kormac had a hold and flung Lomar away. The man soared the short distance across the cell and slammed into a wall.
Before the entity could attack again, she weaved a binding around Lomar’s limbs and stood. Fionna shook her head. “That wasn’t nice. Poor Lomar is going to feel bad about that.”
“Lomar can suck—” It’s voice abruptly ceased as Kormac draped the medallion over Lomar’s head. It flared bright for a moment before returning to its dull glow.
The man slumped, leaning on the wall, bent over and shaking, whispering, “I’m sorry. I couldn’t control it.”
“It’s okay,” she soothed. “That was very informative.”
“It was?” Lomar sounded surprised whereas Kormac appeared confused.
“Oh yes. I’ve got ideas of where to start looking to rid you of this curse.”
With that, she and Kormac left, the warlord waiting until they ascended to murmur, “So you can cure Lomar?”
“I don’t know.”
“But you said?—”
“What he needed to hear. The truth is, I’ve never seen the likes of what possesses him. I’ll need to report to the witch queen.”
“Will she know what to do?”
“Doubtful. As I said, this is new. However, we have an extensive library. I’ll get the librarians digging.”
“There is a library here, too, although I don’t know how useful it will be.”
“Does it have histories? And I don’t mean anything recent. I get the impression this thing has been bound for a long time.”
“Our records go back a few centuries to Airiok’s time. Anything before that is fractured due to the clashes between the clans.”
“I’ll want to see everything you have.”
