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Forcing his eyes open again, Denzil saw that the room,
as if by magic, was filling with stumbling, obese kender.
They tumbled forward and crashed into the walls and
bookcases, into the desk and Denzil and Vinsint. And
more were pouring through the portal every second!
"A way out! We've found a way out!"
The cry rose from every kender's throat moments after
Tasslehoff and Trapspringer slid back through the portal.
Slipping over lemon drops, they began diving headlong
into the swirling mist, dragging friends and loved ones
along.
As they fled, the purple cyclone grew in intensity. The
eddies at its top coalesced and became forms, which
gradually took on the shape of a woman's face, severe
but beautiful. The Dark Queen's cruel, dark eyes sur-
veyed the scene of panic and destruction, but fixed on the
gate. The last kender had barely fled into it when the cy-
clone gathered up its tails, coiled almost like a spring,
and streaked into the doorway between dimensions.
Chapter 23
"We're free! We're free!" Squealed the multiude
of kender, rampaging through the opened portal and
flooding into the chamber at the top of the ruined Tower
of High Sorcery. In minutes, the room was nearly burst-
ing with obese refugees from Harkul Gelfig's candy di-
mension.
The ogre stood with his long arms crossed expect-
antly as he surveyed the tiny room. "So this is where
you went," he growled at Tasslehoff, who was pushed
up against the desk at the far side of the room, next to
his uncle. "And who are all these other kender?" he de-
manded
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