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"They'll never reach them in time," Flint whispered.
Tanis nocked an arrow to his bow's string, drew and
sighted. Released, the arrow cut through the sun-jeweled
mist and shied its mark, the goblin's neck, by the width of
its shaft. It was enough, however, to send the surprised
creature diving beneath the water for cover.
Tanis drew again, searched for a target, and found
none. The lake was suddenly empty of all but Caramon and
Sturm swimming strongly for the falls. Caramon faltered,
rose high, shaking his hair out of his eyes.
Both his quarry and their victims were gone.
*****
The water was liquid ice, his limbs as heavy as lead.
Keli twisted hard, kicked back once, and then again. He was
free of the pull of Tigo's hook-hand! Off to his right, blurred
figures wrestled: Staag and Tas. Ahead, close enough to
suck at his legs, to draw him farther down, was the roil of
the falls.
Thunder roared all around him. The black-watered lake
was white as diamonds here. Tigo surged forward and up,
wielded his hook and snagged it again on the back of the
boy's belt.
Keli rolled and jack-knifed, his lungs afire and
screaming for air. He reached down, grabbed Tigo's ears,
and pulled as though he would tear them from the man's
head
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