“Above the pens, on the slope of the volcano, part of the mountainside had been drawn aside, camouflaged doors retracted to reveal a dark sphere, an urban legend – the gas-filled globe of an aerosphere ready to lift off when Dick Tull and Sadly boarded. ‘You shouldn’t dally,’ Sadly warned Charlotte and the commodore. ‘We’ve detected a darkship approaching the island. They know the sceptre is here and it’s only a matter of time before more of them show up to test the island’s defences.’ ‘It’ll ma...ke our job easier,’ said Charlotte. ‘If they’re here, they won’t be protecting the seed-city.’ The commodore still looked ill at ease with the plan. ‘This is where we are, then. Not even waiting for the wicked demons to come and try and winkle us out of the Court’s well-defended lair, an island where a man can secure a warm berth for the night and a drop of hot totty to stave off the terrors of war. No, poor old Blacky must go out and uncover a whole nest of monsters and poke them with his sabre until they swarm out to sting him to death.’ ‘That’s all you can ever choose,’ said Sadly.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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