Mr E's room

Mr E frowns as he listens in on Ilpholin's closing remarks.

"Whipping up a plague are you? Well, that won't do at all."

Mr E stands up from his chair and paces.

"But how to throw a wrench in this plot, without exposing myself? I could maybe lead the brat to it, but that takes time. Messing with the cure is right out, what to do, what to do...."