Chapter Thirteen: The Rescue of a Friend
Chapter Thirteen
Rescue of a Friend
The next day, Hero and Mallecyne met Chief of Police Apollo Ballin at the wharf. His men had been concealed around the causeway and in the small temple to Neptune on the Choma. Near the entrance to the harbor was another temple, empty, guarded by an enormous stone obelisk called a Tophet. The chapel
Ballin, Hero and Mallecyne were on an island in the second, military harbor. They had taken over the Admiral's headquarters, which was now used mainly as a tourist center, since neither Carthage nor any other country had been at war since the establishment of the World Council. There had been some small skirmishes, but in the main peace was something taken for granted these days. Mallecyne wondered if their fragile, precious peacetime was about to be shattered by the overwhelming ambitions of her ex-lover.
"How much longer until the ship is due in?"
"My scouts said it should be any minute now. As soon as the bells start to ring, the ship will be inside the merchant harbor and my people will have closed off the harbor. They can't get back out by circling the harbor. Don't worry, Mallecyne -- we'll have them trapped."
"How many powerful sorcerers do you have on your team?"
"I'm the only one in your class, but everyone here is at least a level five. Except for our friend, here. What's your story, Hero?"
"Let's hope you don't have to find out. But I'm going down to the merchant harbor just in case -- Tynedale provided those crazies on the other side with some kind of a weapon that nulls power; either that or our people lose their power by crossing through the portal. If there's a weapon, it won't work against me, not even if it's magically-controlled. Do you believe this?" he asked no one in particular, "all these years I've kept my power a secret, and two weeks of working with you means everyone in the world knows about it."
