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there."

"Mayor pissed me off."

"Obviously. How?"

"His attitude. Trying to act like he knew everything. Frigging amateurs. They do a little weather charm
and think they've got the whole Multiverse in their hand when it's the other way around. I wastrying to
make him see what he was screwing around with; you can't just poke sticks at elementals for the fun of it.
Unless you know what you're doing—and he didn't—all kinds of shit can happen."

"Weather? That storm . . . ?"

"Was his fault, not mine. Seemed to think he was helping out the farmers. I was trying to tell him he was
sucking rain away from another area where it wassupposed to be, upsetting balances, but he didn't want
to hear that. Nothing pisses me off more than people who insist on being stupid. He wanted things to be
growing in hismicroscopic piece of the planet—so I made some stuff grow to restore the balance."

"The purple daisies."

Terrin snickered. "Yeah. You should have heard everyone screaming when those sprouted out."

"I did. That's why I came downstairs with our packs." For the sake of survival I was forever prepared
and alert to the signs that a hasty exit was at hand. Screaming people was one of them. At the little inn
where we'd been staying the common room had overflowed with vocalized panic. "You spent good
magic on that? It'd have been better to punch him in the nose; the same mob would have come after us."

"I didn't usemy magic, I transferred some local energy in a different direction. There was more than
enough off that storm for me to turn him into a Triffid if I wanted."

"Or maybe that giant carrot guy fromThe Thing ?"

"Yeah, but the Howard Hawks version, not the other film—thoughthat would have been fun."

Terrin had some really warped ideas of what constituted fun. Most did not bear thinking about.

"I had to transfer energy anyway, use up the surplus," he added. "That wannabe Oz dufus with his
grandstanding was too busy floating his ego with all the applause to pay attention to his storm. He'd left
things running, so it was building up to a good hail fall. Would have ruined all the crops. I took the edge
off with that daisy gag."

"The bugs, too?" It hadn't been a pretty sight watching the mayor dancing around getting all bit up by the
things. And it got downright revolting when he frantically started ripping his clothes off, the better to
scratch at the hives.

"Those drained off the tornado that was coming."

"Really?"

"Yup. Nothing like spontaneous generation of life for using up excess power."