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. Eyes
shifting, he soundlessly mouthed a word and a soft blue
glow suddenly gleamed between his fingers. Turning back to
the general, Pitrick raised his other hand in a mysterious
gesture. His wide, pale eyes sought the general's through the
holes in the human's mask. Mustering his courage, the
dwarf began to intone.
Suddenly, the dwarf felt something strike him, hard, along
the right side of his head. He cried out in pain and surprise as
he sprawled to the wooden platform, tumbling to lie in the
shelter of the parapet wall. He rubbed his cheek, already feel-
ing a large welt developing there. The derro struggled to his
feet and looked around; there was nothing material that
could have struck him. He looked at the general with new re-
spect. Then he felt an unfamiliar sensation: fear.
The general stood unmoving, watching the dwarf.
"An amusing diversion, magic," the human said. "I trust
you will not attempt to use your pathetic tricks on me again.
This time, I leave you your life. Next time..."
"An honest mistake, I assure you," said the dwarf, biting
back his anger. No one had bested or humiliated him in dec-
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