Sunny did not like the idea of negotiating with Mordret at all. Not because he was particularly inflexible and wanted to kill the bastard no matter what — although the idea of cleansing the world of Mordret did seem amazingly alluring — but simply because he knew from experience that striking any kind of deal with Mordret was a dangerous gamble, at best.
The chances of being betrayed were too high.
'Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice… wait, how many times have I been fooled by this damned miscreant?'
He frowned, then looked at the sea of motionless figures standing behind the Mirror Gate.
A chill ran down his spine again.
Sunny had felt an inexplicable sense of unease ever since beholding the eerie sight of this silent myriad. Truth be told, he did not even know if the Mordret he knew and the creature standing in front of him were the same being.
