“The Council is mine, just as you were for all those years. And in due course the power of this world will be mine, “ Bricius icily informed as he pulled the door closed with a heavy clang.
The snarling intensified as the werecats closed in on the cell. Patrik looked around the cell as the animals approached and shook his head. “I had my freedom Aeilius. You just didn’t know it. The rest of my powers are not yours for the taking.
“If anyone on the council breaks this pendant, know that iron will cage the beast for eternity.”
Patrik then clutched the amulet on his neck. When the iron bars of his cell opened to admit the snarling cats Patrik firmly shouted, “Ignis!”
Fire encased the cell and the whining of wounded and dying cats sounded throughout the memory. The memory was so vivid that the stench of burning flesh filled the projection room as the memory went dark and the room returned to its normal luminescence.
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