The wizard gained only a slight amount of satisfaction in knowing his instincts about his visitors were correct. Other emotions were building in him, threatening an explosion to rival that of Aeshma emerging from his urn.
As a wizard, Akar strove to be in control of himself at all times; the success or failure of a spell often depended on the quality of his concentration. The one remaining weakness he had yet to purge himself of was his temper. By isolating himself from all distractions he had eliminated most of the factors that could anger him; still, there was more than one occasion on which his fiery temper had ruined days, weeks, or even months worth of work.
The whirlwind of his rage carried him now as he realized what the delay with Jafar had cost him. He could not find it in himse
