Dunfallon asked us to meet with him up on the ramparts at a point the farthest away from the place where the Wisp was imprisoned.
He confirmed all that Merlin had shared. And added that the experience had been unsettling in the extreme.
But he did break through to his long ago friend. For a brief moment. And in that time he saw a shattered husk. And though it acknowledged the damage of his hatred for fairies even to himself, he is helpless to oppose it, and faded away again.
But not before a clue was dropped as to the identity of our enemy.
It was then that the pixie pointed to a dark spot off on the very rim of the horizon.
“The source of its power flows from there.”
Rumble and I went in search of Merlin.