Talk:Ortu Justitiae/@comment-4057175-20110619190141/@comment-3528374-20110624024536

Fahim regards her with his half rotted face. "I will leave him... if you kill him." He smiles wickedly. "That is the only way, chica. We are bound. He made a deal with me. I will be avenged and he gets what he asked for. My immortality as a ghost. As long as we are bonded, he is immortal. Parcially. That's why he didn't die when that ape of a boy, Augustus hacked at "Set's" gullet with his axe." To prove his point, Fahim takes his rusted sword and slashed it across Set's face. Set let out an agonizing cry of sheer pain. The gash stretches from the top of his left eyebrow to the bottom of his lip.