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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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." He leered at
Perian, and icy daggers drove into Flint's heart.
Snarling, the hill dwarf dashed toward the bridge. He saw
Pitrick reach toward the ring, even while holding tightly to
Perian.
Neither Flint nor Pitrick could have anticipated Perian's
next move. Just before the derro touched his ring and tele-
ported them away, the frawl's right hand came around, still
holding the carving knife which she had picked up earlier.
The hunchback twisted his arm upward, blocking only a
blow to his face. He realized too late that was not Perian's
target.
Instead the knife slashed into Pitrick's hand, slicing
through skin and bone. The Theiwar shaman screamed and
pulled away, with blood streaming down his arm. Two fin-
gers, sliced cleanly off, splashed into the water.
On one of them gleamed a small circlet of twisted wire.
Gagging and shrieking, Pitrick stumbled backward, cra-
dling his mangled hand. Perian looked in shock at the blood
streaking her robe.
The din in the cavern echoed around them. Some Aghar
fled from the carrion crawler, while others attacked it with
utensils. Their courage was worse than useless against the
creature since the beast's tough hide turned aside their at-
tacks
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