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. Crying out again,
the guard dropped his weapon, stumbling blindly from his
bloody nose and eyes. Flint quickly snatched the axe up and
swung menacingly at the suddenly retreating derro. He
turned on the one who was sprawled on the ground, urging
him along as well.
The two disarmed Theiwar sprang onto the wagon as the
driver lashed the horses. Whinnying with fear and snorting
white clouds of breath into the night air, the massive beasts
struggled to get the heavy wagon rolling. In moments it
lurched through the pass and started on the downhill trek to
the east and Newsea. As they rumbled away, the hill dwarf
got a good look at their pale, wide eyes staring back at him
around the side of the wagon, their glares full of hatred, and
not a little fear.
Thoroughly disgusted with the needless fight, Flint
stomped back to his fire and snatched the pan of burned ba-
con, tossing the blackened remains into the scrub. No
longer hungry, he sat with his back to the flames and pon-
dered the strange encounter.
His mind was a jumble of burning questions
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