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Chapter 31
Out on the plains, Thog had gathered the sepa-
rate segments of Kolanda's command, and was marching
toward the breaks. From the bridge-trail gap, Kolanda
saw the troops funneling between the distant hills, and
knew there would be little for them to do. It would all be
over before they arrived. Already, she could hear the
hoofbeats of the approaching horse. Edging back into
the shadows of a stone slab, the Commander waved her
six guards farther back into their hiding places across the
trail. In moments, the riders would be between them.
"You can have the wizard, Caliban," she muttered.
"The goblins and I will deal with the barbarian."
"Glenshadow," the withered thing at her breast whis-
pered. "Caliban has waited a very long time. Glensha-
dow will die many times now, before he is released to
death."
Kolanda felt the tingling of magic being amassed, and
was satisfied. Caliban would have no time to think of
other things until he was through taking his revenge on
the red-robed mage. By then, she would have the thing
the wilderness man carried, the thing that would make
Caliban truly her slave.
The horse's hooves clopped on stone, only yards from
the ambushers, and the Commander gripped her blade
and held her breath, counting the seconds
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