by Raven Corinn Carluk
Gavin glowered at the townfolk gathered at the base of his tower. Their grumbles had grown in volume as they worked themselves into a frenzy against the wizard within.
Amazing that one escaped experiment could so quickly whip up a mob. It wasn’t like they couldn’t birth more children or rebuild houses.
Thuds sounded from the door below, shouts and cheers rising. He should have exactly enough time to utter the incantation of death and teach the peasants why they feared magic. Gavin’s frown became a wicked grin as syllables of power fell from his lips, a wicked wind whistling.
Raven Corinn Carluk