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Seeing himself alone, he dove again, resurfaced, and filled
his lungs with air. He returned to the water twice, and the
second time he came up dragging Caramon, gasping, to
light and air.
They were alone in the lake, Staag's body gone into the
rage of the falls, Tigo vanished. There was no sign of Tas
and the boy.
Though they dove and searched for longer than those
on the shore knew anyone could survive beneath the water,
they did not find Tas or his small companion.
Caramon raised his fists to the thundering falls. The
dying sun colored his brawny arms red and gold. His howl
of rage echoed for a long time between the shores, so loud
and grieved that Tanis did not hear the small clatter of his
own bow when it fell from his hands to the rocky shore.
Numb, Tanis watched as Caramon and Sturm made
their way back to land. He joined Raistlin and Flint to help
them, awkward and earth-bound again, onto the shore. For a
long time he felt vacant, emptied. The feeling well matched
what he saw in Caramon's eyes, in Sturm's, in Flint's
stunned disbelief.
Then after a time, when the sun was nearly gone and
they were still waiting - for something - he heard the old
dwarf draw a sharp, hard breath
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