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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
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"I wish you'd done the second spell first and just
skipped the first one," Wingover told the wizard.
"My spell recoiled," Glenshadow said. "Spellbinder is
too powerful."
'"I mean the rain," the man said, hurrying them along.
"If we can get a little distance, the downpour might help
US.
"I didn't bring the rain," Glenshadow admitted.
"You mean it just happened?" Chane Feldstone
growled, a shadow among glowing people. "I don't be-
lieve it."
Glenshadow shook his head. "No, it didn't just hap-
pen. It's magic... but not mine."
"There are goblins coming from both directions in that
cut." Wingover pointed back. 'When they meet, they're
going to come out. Even in this rain, they'll see us, the
way we're shining. Come on, we'd better run for it."
He lifted Geekay's reins, turned to run, and stopped.
He listened. "I hear something," he said.
The rest turned, listening intently. Rain hissed and
thunders rolled overhead, and through it came the
splashing, shouting menace of goblins converging in the
gully. For a moment there was nothing more, then the
others heard it.
Below the other sounds, lower-pitched and barely au-
dible, a rumbling grew, coming from their right, from
higher ground.
"What is it?" Jilian hissed. "That sound."
Then Wingover knew, and he arched a thoughtful
brow. Flash flood. Massed waters filling the lowlands
upstream, overtopping the deep gully, rushing down to-
ward the stream somewhere below
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