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. "Han's an' knees, an'
he brained one of th' drivers wi' a rock."
"All right," she said. "Just see that he isn't killed. I'm
not ready to release him yet."
When the hobgoblin was gone, Kolanda once again
drew the withered wizard-heart from her breast and
said, "Caliban."
Instantly he was awake.
"You can tell me where that wizard is now," she or-
dered. "But after that we do things my way. And no more
ritual grovel, do you understand? Don't forget, I'm all
that keeps you alive."
"She is arrogant," the thing whispered. "But for now, I
agree. For now."
She held the old heart against her forehead and looked
into the distance.
Later, when the slaves had erected her pavilion, Ko-
landa Darkmoor called for Thog again. "Have them take
it down and pack it away," she said. "And get your troops
together. We're moving out."
Chapter 29
The stone bridge across the gorge, at its nar-
rowest point near the foot of Sky's End, was old. Not
truly ancient, in the sense that Gargath's monolith and
such constructs as Pax Tharkas and the ruins of Zhaman
were ancient, but it was old. Obviously, it had been built
since the Cataclysm, because prior to that there was no
gorge between the mountain peaks and the Plains of
Dergoth.
Andobviously,it was of dwarven construction. A
high-arched bridge, it was built entirely of stone -- huge
blocks of cut and shaped granite rising a hundred feet or
more in its center as it spanned three hundred yards of
abyss
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