The leader lowered the sword, pointing it at each member of his hoard. “You must pledge your loyalty to Xanbar as you kiss the sword of the great Cyclops god, the ancient of ancients, Shandow of the Heavy Eyelid.”
One of Scleriatic’s loyal companions stepped forward from where he had been standing behind the leader’s right shoulder. He walked to the front and kneeled before Scleriatic, who lowered the sword, touching the point to the ground.
In a voice so loud all could hear it, the Cyclops said, “I pledge my loyalty to Xanbar or may this sword pierce my heart.” He bent over and kissed the sword.
As the Cyclops arose and returned to his spot behind Scleriatic, the leader smiled his approval. “Now, who else is brave enough to take the pledge?”
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