Death - Telepath fool

It had been difficult indeed, one of the fiercest mental efforts he had ever made. To keep his true thoughts shielded from Mortis and the other Abominations to which it was linked, while making them think he’d dropped his guard—feeding them only what he wanted them to know—had almost proved too much, even for him. That, and not the necromantic labors from which he’d swiftly recovered, had been the true cause of his earlier exhaustion.
Yet he’d pulled it off. He’d deceived the damn thing before shutting it out once more, and through Mortis, Hadrimon. The enemy truly believed that he’d sent the blood of the Ravaiim with War in a desperate race to escape this gangrenous world.
Just as War himself believed.

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Chapter 25