them, like the kind of crowd that gives a million dollars to the symphony so they can get a plaque and their name in a newsletter. Mostly, he thought, they looked like a bunch of old hippies whod raided Fredericks of Hollywood on the way to the Renaissance Faire. Just in case, he slipped Apollyons blade behind his back and kept his hand on the hilt. Shrike touched his arm.
"Relax," she said. "Its a party. "
"I guess time really is funny down there," he said.
However time moved in the underworld, on Earth there had obviously been plenty of time for word to spread about what had happened below.
"I dont guess it took Sherlock Holmes to figure it out," Lulu said. "Theres a hole the size of Dallas in the middle of the desert and Hells at the bottom. "
To make an impression, they had Cornelius stroll right up to the Berenice officials. The dignitaries looked a bit nervous by the proximity of the giant spider, but they all smiled and applauded as Spyder and the others climbed off. A gray-haired man with fierce Maori-style facial tattoos embraced each of them as they came down. With his hand on Spyders shoulder, the tattooed man turned to the other dignitaries and began a quick speech in a flowing, melodious language.
Spyder looked at Shrike. "You got a clue what this guys saying?"
"Hes speaking Ubari. Its an ancient city state built in the First Sphere, but spilled into the Second during a war between rival wizard kings a thousand years ago. I havent heard it spoken in a long time," she said. "I think hes calling us the Saviors of Light. Defenders of Light. Something like that. "
"If at any point he says future prison bitches, you let me know,"
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