But the driver writhed and changed his form, into a wisp of a ghost, and spread through the air like gray breath. And Maroph beheld the ghost, and saw that they had been tricked, and that the driver had been a guise put on by the witch Savia, whose dark arts spread mist across the roofs of the Underworld.

And Maroph spoke and said:

“Why do you defy the youth? He is Farin of Rosgaliant. He passes with our blessing. Do not touch him.”

And the wisp of Savia set the faithless dead on the holy triad, and there was mighty fighting, until Maroph broke the earth in twain with his strong hammer, and cast the dead into the pit he made. Savia made off and inhabited a goblin who tended to the Underworld’s second ring.

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