Finishing business

Tec’s acceptance eased some of the tension rising in Phronesis’s hackles.
“Guards, take the goblin to a cell.”
He thought that he had been trusting enough in the mortals, but clearly his trust was misplaced. Their jail would suffice however, he didn’t want any mortals in his sanctum until the papers were properly dealt with.
With Tech being led away, the Sphinx gave a final glare to Severos before summoning a portal.
As he stepped through, the portal closed quickly.

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