Thief of Time - Lost

Lu-Tze leaned down until his mouth was an inch from Lobsang's ear.

'Didn't say "fair" on the box, lad. But you can win, you know. You could turn me into dust, just like that. How could I stop Time?'

'I can't do that!'

'You mean you won't, and we both know it. Submit?'

Lobsang could feel parts of his body trying to shut themselves down. His shoulders were on fire. I can discarnate, he thought. Yes, I can, I could turn him to dust with a thought. And lose. I'd walk out and he'd be dead and I'd have lost.

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The Thief of Time - p351