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. Stabbed from behind, Garf fell and Flint
stared into the wide, maddened eyes of the sneering derro
who had slain him.
Those eyes widened farther as Flint leaped forward, driv-
ing the still-glowing axe through the mountain dwarf's fore-
head. The enemy fell across the body of his small victim,
and Flint blinked back tears of anguish and anger.
Then a mountain dwarf surged at him, and Flint barely
had time to parry the blow. He left Garf's body as he slashed
and then backed away, thrown off-balance by the savagery
of the axe-wielding Theiwar's assault.
He heard Hildy cry out beside him, but he couldn't break
away from the aggressive derro. A small handaxe flew past
Flint's head, embedding itself into the derro's skull. A hill
dwarf suddenly stood beside Flint, and he turned to nod his
thanks at his brother Bernhard. He turned to help Hildy,
only to see that she had dropped her opponent with a sharp
stab of her sword.
But the derro pressed all around, and he felt himself back-
ing up to keep from being surrounded. Bernhard and Hildy
fought beside him, desperately holding the renewed derro
attack at bay
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