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. "I think there's one behind this
bookcase," he said, striding up to the shortest wall in the
room, directly opposite the doorway I stood in. Tas knocked
twice on the middle sup port of the bookcase. The whole wall
swung back, almost knocking the kender off his feet in the
process. "See?"
"I see," Derek said, pushing past the startled kender to peer
into the room beyond. "I see another empty, orbless room!"
Derek took a few steps into the room, disappearing from my
view. "Whoa-what the-?" He gasped suddenly. "Hey!" It was a
shriek of frustration, not pain. Everyone pressed forward. Though I
knew I should stay by the door no matter what, I could not resist
looking too.
There, in a bedchamber the same size as the library, stood
Derek, his hands frozen to his sides. I could not understand it until
I saw the slender form of an elf in chainmail and black robes, a
black longsword gleaming in his hand. He wore a strange helmet
with horns over his head. I did not know it then, but I was getting
my first glimpse of a Dragon Highlord.
"He's a dark elf wizard and he's put some kind of hold on
Derek!" Elistan cried. "Keep him from casting spells!"
Before anyone could reach the dark elf, he slammed the hilt of
his sword into Derek's face. The knight crumpled into what I
hoped was only unconsciousness.
Instantly, Laurana and Sturm ran into the room, their arrival
drawing the dark elf wizard away from the helpless Knight of
Solamnia
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