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And the Theiwar troops marched onward to Hillhome.
Twilight faded to night as Basalt, Hildy, and the other hill
dwarves kindled the bonfires laid in the field before the re-
doubt. These blazes crackled quickly upward as the dry
wood ignited, sending pillars of sparks into the dark sky.
These dwarves scurried back to the safety of their com-
panions as Pitrick's forces neared the town. The bright yel-
low firelight soon reflected off of rank upon rank of
black-armored, steel-tipped death.
Darkness grew as the mountain dwarf wave started for-
ward again, marching inexorably toward the confrontation
with their dwarven kin on the dirt embankment.
In the next instant, as if from a single throat, Pitrick's le-
gion raised a hoarse cry. With a clash of their arms against
their shields, they surged forward into a charge.
Chapter 22
Fire in Theit Eyes
The din of the Thiewar charge crested over the de-
fenders in a wave of sound. The mountain dwarves voiced
hoarse challenges; they beat their swords and axes against
their shields; and they pounded the ground with their
heavy, rhythmic tread
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