The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants

That Was Quick

“Holy shit,” Wimer Aslix said as they pulled up to Summoner's Mages.

There were creatures everywhere. Segregated, of course, but everywhere just the same. The vampires were conspicuous with their absence, but there were elves and faeries glaring at each other. Zombies sitting by themselves eating. And werewolves growling at them all. There were police everywhere. And cameras and reporters and bystanders.

As soon as the car stopped, uniformed security opened the door. Lots of security.

“Well, let’s go,” Alta said and climbed out of the car.

Everything went deathly silent for only a second and then the insults started. Even from the faeries. It hurt Alta to know that many of those faeries had been his friends. And the elves were hurling curses at Wimer Aslix. Alta kept his smile though, turning it to Ciel Karhillaz when he climbed out of the car. The zombies stayed surprisingly quiet, but still glared at Ciel Karhillaz with disdain.

“This is going to be interesting,” Alta said. “Don’t f