"A Soul Oath? For people like us, you know better than I how many loopholes there are to exploit. What's more, you'd be the one drafting its terms..."
The Wizard fell silent for a moment. The shadows beneath his hood seemed to undulate slightly.
Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice deeper than before. "Then, Governor, what is it you want? More detailed intelligence? About the Erosion Core?"
Murphy's voice was clear and cold. "About the Erosion Core, about that temple—of course I need that. But what I want to know more is the Church Court's true objective in this matter, the secrets behind this whole game."
The two motes of eerie light in the Wizard's eyes flashed. He seemed surprised, then chuckled, his laughter laced with a playful tone. "The Church Court's secrets? The truth behind the game? You are the one chosen by the great Enchanting Witch. Don't tell me... she's never revealed a single thing to you?"
