"Stay true, my friends of Phoride. I now die but my lineage is not following me in death."
There was a murmur in the audience and Manguino became nervous and started to look worried.
The swallow that circled overhead was now on the ground behind the people; and Boyce watched with Lloyd, as it turned into a man, dressed in robes of chamois material. They watched him move into the crowd.
"Yes, my brother, Manguino. If you truly were a god, you would know that there is, indeed, a progeny between my wife and I. We have kept him from all the eyes of Pomperaque and he will soon avenge our death! You, Manguino — you have committed the crime!"
"Enough!" Manguino screamed out an order, aimed at Brook.
"Burn in Hell, Devil incarnate!" Manguino began to enter into a fit when he heard this from Brook. The people were also disturbed by it.
Most of the people that were in the crowd didn't know what this Devil was, but those that did know explained that it was the name of a legendary Being who was the ultimate Evil, and was actually Evil itself.
Manguino was shocked to realise that so many knew of Devil. That was forbidden knowledge and it wasn't taught at the Blaisaman. 'How?', he wondered?
He motioned with his hand at Brook and several of the guards grabbed him and Dearborne
and spread both out, on the spreader-arches, making the wrists-bonds tight to the point of drawing blood from them.