Chapter 3

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While Cillian was taken to a human jail, he wouldn’t get a chance to see a human judge or jury. In fact, he was only there for a few hours. Guards brought him outside and turned him over to two large Monks. Bigger than bison and twice as ferocious. But like Lammy, they looked more similar to lions with floating tentacles and glowing orange eyes. It was impossible for Cillian not to be intimidated, even though he knew they would not attack him. He gave them a somber nod.

They guided him to a small black ship, barely large enough for the three of them. He took a seat on a bench near the back while the Monks got in position to fly the thing. The ship rumbled and hummed before lifting off the ground. He heard the Monks speak quietly to each other in their language and wondered what they were saying.