"Yes," said Lord Soth quietly. "I can kill with a single word. I can hurl a ball of fire into the midst of my enemies.
I rule a squadron of skeletal warriors, who can destroy by touch alone.
I can raise a wall of ice to protect those I serve. The invisible is descernible to my eyes. Ordinary magic spells crumble in my presence."
Raistlin nodded, the folds of his hood moving gently.
Lord Soth stared at the mage without speaking. Walking close to Raistlin, he stopped only inches from the mage's frail body. Kitiara's breath came fast.
Then, with a courtly gesture, the cursed Knight of Solamnia placed his hand over that portion of his anatomy that had once contained his heart.
"But I bow in the presence of a master," Lord Soth said.
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