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Laughing with glee, Tasslehoff rolled onto his back. "What
a ride!" he yelled. Trapspringer and Damaris were equally
giddy, flushed from toes to topknot.
"Are you all crazy?" Phineas shrieked. "Every one of
us could have been killed, turned inside out by that
thing, and you're laughing as if it was nothing more than
a pillow fight!" Phineas climbed to his feei and opened
his mouth to say more, but was suddenly dumbstruck by
the kenders' attitudes. He spun back and forth in a half-
circle, working his jaw and waving his hands, but no
words came out. Finally he strode to a nearby building
and slumped to the ground, his back against the wall.
Tasslehoff, meanwhile, had stopped laughing. Franti-
cally he walked the street where Woodrow had fallen.
There was no sign of the human! -Woodrow! - he cried.
"Woodrow is gone!"
Vinsint, Damaris, and Trapspringer sat up, blinking,
and looked around. Even Phineas lifted his head and
scanned the road. But there was no sign the young man
had ever been there.
Tasslehoff shouted Woodrow's name, then shouted it
again. The only answer was the creaking and groaning of
weakened timbers, the roar of the fires, and the rising
howl of the returning wind. But then, Tasslehoff heard
his name. He looked around, yet saw nothing. When he
heard it again, he looked over and saw Woodrow around
the corner, looking to the west.
Tasslehoff sprinted to his side. "Woodrow, I thought
you'd been swept up by the tornado!" Tas exclaimed,
punching his arm in mock anger
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