Seeker's little whisper and declaration were so clear and vivid that Mehkaelos knew he was not hallucinating. As those soft words entered Mehkaelos's mind, a strange dread struck him, for Seeker had not spoken it as a possibility. He said it as though the end had already been decided. Mehkaelos could feel his thoughts racing as his Throne attempted to find another answer, but every calculation seemed to reach the same terrible conclusion.
At the same time, Seeker's words entered the other two.
"You will win. And I told the other two." Seeker's voice entered Westbrent's.
Westbrent's confidence suddenly changed. Seeker had confirmed his victory, but the second sentence bothered him more than it should have. If the other two knew that he would win, then they would be preparing everything they had to change it!
"Westbrent would win this battle." Seeker's voice entered Fortgleamm's.
