The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

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[ledbythewind]

[Oh. Thaaaaaaat's... vaguely uncomfortable, but probably not for the reasons Shalem might be imagining...]

... whatever the reason behind it, try not to let it happen again. I don't want to have to strike another blow against you.

[prozaic]

[Shalem gives a wan smile, wholly without humour.]

I can't control that. I've tried my entire life, and you have seen how fragile that control is. [Then he shakes his head.]

Best to run, when it happens again. ["When", not "if".] But for now... what is happening?

[ledbythewind]

They accepted our answers to their question and allowed us to pass without incident.

[It's a bit more complicated than just that, but that explanation will suffice for now. (He is absolutely not mentioning that Jesse answered "balls," okay).]

It looks like our only way out is to go forward.

[prozaic]

... What question? [Richard, please, he was unconscious...]