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. Closer and
closer the sounds came. There was motion beyond the
stone, and a horse's head appeared. Kolanda raised her
sword... and stopped. There were no riders, only a
horse with an empty saddle. Looking straight ahead, the
creature trotted on, seeing none of them... though its
ears swiveled toward the goblin guards in hiding as it
passed.
Kolanda stepped out from her hiding place and peered
back the way the horse had come. Nothing. She turned
and stared after the horse. It trotted on up the trail and
disappeared around a turn, its hoofbeats fading.
"They've tricked me," Kolanda breathed. "Well, we'll
see who gets the last trick." She waved at her guards.
"Come out! Follow me, on the double!"
They fell in behind her, glancing at one another in con-
fusion, and headed up the trail. At a dark cleft in the bro-
ken stone, the rearmost goblin saw the others pass by
ahead of him, then paused as something seemed to move
in the cleft. Slowing, he approached and stepped close to
the darkness. It was the last thing he ever did. Hard
hooves lashed out, with great haunches driving them.
One caught the goblin in the face, the other in the chest.
Geekay stepped out of his hidey-hole, pawed at the
dead thing on the trail, twitched his ears in revulsion,
and looked up the trail where the others had gone
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