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- For the first time in anyone’s memory, Zaktan screamed in pain.
- Not that it made the slightest bit of difference, of course. His captor, Avak, was not inclined to be merciful. In fact, he was enjoying watching his foe’s struggles.
- “Keep it up,” he said. “You forgot the prisons I create will work on anyone, even you. In case you wondered, you’re in a resonance field. Every time you strike it, you trigger a sonic hum pitched just right to drive the protodites that make up your body straight out of their little minds.”
- Avak could be something of a braggart, but in this case he was telling the truth. The sound produced by the field was causing the microscopic creatures that comprised Zaktan to go insane, scattering in multiple directions and even fighting each other. With no control over his form, Zaktan could not escape, let alone strike back at Avak. It was the perfect trap.
- ***
- Dark Destiny, Chapter 8
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