IV - LAW OF THE LAND

"An Ether Fizz," Spider called to the Dreg behind the bar, "for our fearless Kell." Spider sat on his makeshift throne at the back of The Ether Tank, surveying his tiny fiefdom. He beckoned Mithrax to approach. "To what do we owe the honor of your presence, Mithrax-kell?" Spider asked loudly, over-pronouncing the…