The good wizard had only been beyond Nethergate for a few hours,
But, long enough to have realised a lot of new powers,
He was so much quicker with his mind,
He knew when he mentally signed,
He knew, the leader of the Guardians was a traitor, with murderous plans,
This, he had deduced in a nanosecond, with the briefest of scans,
Knowing now, the die had been cast,
He had to think of a plan and think of one fast,
For, Freddie and The Twitch were outclassed, outmatched,
By Egron and the sister of Greythorne, the most evil pair that all Hell ever hatched,
And the very fabric of Faerieland faced certain destruction,
If the damage to the golden cord wasn’t fixed to calm it’s orbital disruption.
In his minds eye then, in an instant he saw,
A fleeting glimpse….No more,
Of a being on a dragon…Ripping through space,
At the speed of thought….An appalling pace,
And, somehow knew,
It was the saviour true,
But, until he arrived, he had to make time,
And Faerieland wouldn’t even last that long, if he didn’t fix the golden line,
But how?
He needed a solution and he needed it now!
Then…He looked at the Guardian…With that Wizard look….
That…Was all it took,
For the traitor to know the game was up, though, he would never know how,
As….A blinding flash exploded in his mind…..KERR-POW!