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. Sweeping toward them was a dark, spinning cloud,
its pointed tail snapping back and forth like a whip. Eve-
rywhere the tail touched ground, buildings exploded or
were shredded like straw, trees were ripped from the
earth, boulders flew into the air and hung suspended,
then crashed down like the hammer of Reorx.
"Get down, in the gutter!" Tasslehoff shouted, pushing
Woodrow and Phineas to the ground before diving be-
tween them himself. He had seen a cyclone once before,
in Neraka, where the people knew that the safest place to
be in such a situation was huddled in low, sheltered
ground. Trapspringer, Damaris, Vinsint, and even the
multitude of kender scurrying about in the street fol-
lowed suit, diving into the mud and muck.
The tornado twisted and jigged toward them. Tas felt
himself being lifted off the ground. Gobs of muddy water
swirled around him, then suddenly he was thrown back
to the gutter. Quickly he scraped the mud from his eyes
and saw the tornado veering to the west of City Hall. It
tore a swath around the building and pelted the walls
with lumber, rocks, and pieces of furniture. The smash-
ing of stained glass and wood and copper echoed in the
streets, mingling with the incongruous squeals of kender.
In spite of mortal danger, a tornado was something that
happened once in a lifetime and these kender were as
thrilled as if Paladine himself had dropped in for a visit.
In the space of a minute, the tornado had passed through
the area and was on its way toward the edge of the city
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