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. Now he struck
with cold, deadly anger, slaying to avenge his father, Mol-
doon, and all the other unnamed dwarves that he knew
were dying around him.
Perian fought nearby, astonishing the young hill dwarf
with her skill and tenacity. She shouted hoarsely at her
former comrades. The black-armored mountain dwarves
who recognized their former captain hesitated for but a mo-
ment before they tried to close with her. But their hesitation
was crucial. Swinging her axe with bone-crushing force, she
managed to fend off all their attacks.
Basalt saw a mountain dwarf gain the top of the rampart
between himself and Perian. The warrior raised his bloody
axe and turned toward the frawl. Basalt twisted to his rear
and swept the Theiwar from the breastwork with the savage
cut of his axe.
"Fine work!" said Perian with a grin. Her face, flushed
with exertion, showed a glow of exhilaration at the intensity
of the fight.
Suddenly a bugle sounded, and the mountain dwarves
fell back from the breastwork. We stopped them again! Ba-
salt cried inwardly with relief. But Perian spotted six figures
moving forward through the ranks of the thane's troops
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