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. "Phosphors," he said. "It
will do as well."
"Phosphors," Wingover muttered, an idea dawning.
But there wasn't time to consider it now.
Glenshadow smeared a bit of paste from the container
over the hole in Chane's shoulder, then took another,
darker substance and knelt beside Jilian. "Let go now,
and get back," he said.
She withdrew her hands, and Glenshadow touched
the second paste to the first with a knife-blade. Suddenly
a brilliance flared on the dwarf's shoulder, and Chane
moaned.
The light subsided as quickly as it had flared. A puff of
white smoke, lifting away to be dispersed by the pound-
ing rain, rose into the air.
"Bandage him," "Wingover said grimly. "We have to
move on. It's still a long way across this valley."
Chapter 23
When Chestal Thicketsway went looking for
more goblins, it didn't take him long to find them. Unfor-
tunately, he had momentarily overlooked the fact that he
was glowing bright green.
By the time the kender saw the double platoon of
armed hostiles coming at him across a field, they had al-
ready seen him. All he could do was run. Rain danced
and sizzled around him as he fled, every step taking him
farther from his friends and deeper into enemy territory.
He tried dodging into a hedgerow, and realized there was
nowhere for him to hide. In the thickening blackness of
the rainy night, he shone like a green beacon. Even
shielded by the pouring rain, which increased steadily as
he fled from a growing pursuit, his light gave him away
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