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. Like a gigantic
slug, reaching ahead of itself with those long, lashing tenta-
cles, the beast came on.
If it were chasing me, I would run this way, Pitrick rea-
soned. If Perian and Flint found an exit, it should be here,
near the furthest extent of the cavern, since this is where
they would have had the time to examine the walls. But the
flying savant saw nothing.
Then an idea struck him. His enemies weren't flying, they
were on the ground. Their perspective was different. Pitrick
settled to the cavern floor. And there, directly ahead of him,
was a crack of light. It was nearly concealed by an over-
hanging boulder. Approaching it more closely, he could see
that it led somewhere. He could even hear, faintly, sounds
from the other side.
This is how they escaped me! he crowed to himself. Lean-
ing closer to listen, the Theiwar could distinguish sounds of
cheering and clapping.
"I'll give them something to shout about," he chuckled,
flying upward twenty or thirty feet and hovering while he
thought. Which of his spells would be most effective? Fore-
most, he wanted to snatch Perian away, and after that make
sure that the hill dwarf, Fireforge, never bothered anyone
again
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