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"Two platoons dead or missing!" The horned helmet
turned from one to another of them, its dragon facemask
seeming to boom with each syllable. "Did any of you
even see them clearly? Do you know how many there
were?"
Thog scuffed his toe and raised hiseyes. "Fiveof the
lighted ones, Commander... but one of them was a
horse."
Furious eyes blazed at the hobgoblin from behind the
mask. "Five, but one was a horse. There were six! Count-
ing the horse. I counted them. Why couldn't you?"
When there was no answer, the Commander paused a
moment, shaking with fury.
"Double shifts!" she said then. "Double shifts for ev-
eryone until further ordered. Now, get out of my sight!"
The hobgoblin and the goblins turned and hurried
away, almost scrambling in their haste. When they were
gone, she muttered, "And you... I found the dwarf for
you. All you had to do was destroy him. Why didn't
you?"
A dry, twisted voice that seemed to come from within
the Commander's armor said, "Ah... she questions
me? Does she dare?"
"I dare question you, yes," Kolanda hissed. "Why
didn't you strike down that dwarf? Why didn't you
strike them all down? I gave you the chance!"
"Magic failed," the voice said. "But there will be an-
other chance. Glenshadow knows."
"Glenshadow?"
"Glenshadow," the thin voice repeated bitterly. "He
knows I will kill him when next we meet."
Kolanda Darkmoor walked to a high, clear ridge to
oversee the reorganization of her troops
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