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. He
saw the grotesque Theiwar land near Perian and seize her
wrist in his right hand. The frawl twisted back, but Pitrick
pinned her against the railing on the side of the bridge. The
derro settled to the planks beside her and spoke a sharp
word, cancelling his flying spell so that he could place his
weight on the ground.
Nomscul climbed to his feet and charged forward, only to
be kicked aside by one of Pitrick's heavy boots. Desperately,
Perian pulled away. Flint charged as fast as he could, push-
ing his way through the Aghar.
"Your smoke weed will be a little delayed - but no worry.
You will be leaving with me," hissed Pitrick to Perian, the
thick odor of mushale heavy on his breath.
Pitrick gripped his amulet with one hand, staring into
Perian's eyes. She twisted in his grasp but could not break
away.
"Kan-straithian!" he barked. Instantly the blue light
flashed. The savant released Perian and turned to face the
charging hill dwarf. Nomscul, climbing to his feet behind
Perian, seemed momentarily forgotten.
Perian tried to run but her feet refused to move, as if they
had been cemented to the bridge
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