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. "No
more gully dwarves? I didn't mind the rest so much, but I
WON'T be changed into a gully dwarf again!"
"The world's gone mad!" Palin slumped back against the
wall. He felt his strength and his sanity draining from him
as the sand fell from his nerveless fingers. The chaos
around him and the loss of his magic had overthrown his
mind. He stared at the Staff of Magius and saw nothing
more than a stick of wood, topped by a glistening bauble.
He heard his brothers - one dispersing his troops for battle,
the other calling for the pipers to strike up another tune. He
heard the dragon's great wings creak and the intake of
breath that would be released in a stream of acid. Shutting
his eyes, Palin cast the useless staff away from him and
turned his face to the wall.
"Halt!" thundered a voice. "Halt, I command you!"
Chaos whirled wildly an instant longer, then it slowed
and finally wound down until all was silence and stillness
in the room where before had been a blur of noise and
motion. Raising his head, Palin looked fearfully around.
Dougan stood on the pentagram in the center of the room,
his black beard bristling in anger. Raising his arm, he cried
out, "REORX DRACH KALAHZAR!" and a gigantic
warhammer materialized in the dwarf's hand
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