Chapter XXXVI
Six months passed. Gregory’s friends, who had joined him to help in the war to save the world, had been taught extensively by Ron, and were now all proficient in using swords, axes, knives, and spears of all types. They each picked their favorite weapon, and those became the regular weapons used by the students.
Gregory himself had grown so accustomed to using two godswords, that they were all he ever used and he carried them with him almost continually. He had two sheaths, one strapped to his back and one to his belt, which he kept the swords in when he was not using them.
All this time, Lucien had not seen a sign of Gregory, besides a few of his men spotting Gregory in the Grand Exchange periodically. Finally, he decided that Gregory was no longer a threat, and that if he ever came out of hiding, Guthix would come down hard immediately.
For the past four months, Lucien had been summoning an army of tormented demons with the help of the Stone of Jas and the Staff of Armadyl, and by this time he had produced at least 500,000 of them. He did not have much space to store so many, so he sent them to the wilderness volcano to simply roam around until they were needed. In his free time, he went to the volcano and used his remaining energy to enhance the existing demons, as he thought too many more would be hard to control.
As he was standing there, pondering as he worked, he saw in the distance two bright red points of light coming out of the darkness of the volcano. He peered in that direction, and realized that it was another mahjarrat coming toward him, as the two red lights were exactly those of a mahjarrat’s eyes.
Realizing this was potentially dangerous, he prepared himself by charging his staff and summoning some energy within himself, but it was not needed.
“Lucien! I am surprised to see you here. Normally you are down in your fortress brooding over your pathetic plans.”
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