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Besides, I really have no quarrel with slavery or killing - as
long as it is the minotaurs who are doing the enslaving and
murdering. It is the way of the world. You elves should
really come out of your forests once in a while and see
what the world's all about."
Sweat dripped from the minotaur's broad snout. "This
has gone on long enough. You have had your fun tonight.
And now I'd like some fun myself." It stepped forward,
arms and chain swinging back and around.
The elf raised a hand. "ELEKONIA XANES," he said,
pointing his index finger in the minotaur's direction.
A pulsing stream of white light burst from the elf's
finger, flashed into the minotaur's chest. The beast flinched
and threw back its head, roaring in agony. Then it came on,
maddened, the long chain lashing down to strike at the elf's
head. The goblin came to his senses and rolled to get out of
the way.
The elf gave a strangled cry when the chain struck
him. The goblin heard the chain lash down again, and
again, and he kept rolling to get away.
Then he remembered his wish.
He remembered it perfectly.
He stopped rolling and held onto the sword's hilt as he lay
on his chest, facing away from the smashing and rattling
sounds as the minotaur flailed at the fallen elf
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