The satyr looks puzzled. "Shyka? What do the Many have to do with this?" He grins, showing sharp teeth, and wa
The satyr looks puzzled. "Shyka? What do the Many have to do with this?" He grins, showing sharp teeth, and waggles his eyebrows. "But nobody messes in the Wriggling Man's business. If the Lord of Time sent you, they must have known what I'd do to you..."
