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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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"Good, they're saving themselves!" Flint cried. "They
didn't have a chance of stopping the mountain dwarves,
anyway."
"But, look!" pointed Perian. "They're giving chase! Per-
haps the Wedgies have accomplished something after all."
Before Flint's astonished eyes, the Silver Swords, now far
behind the two other ranks of derro who had continued
blithely up the road, abruptly started down the slope after
the Aghar. None of the mountain dwarves, hampered by
their vision, seemed aware of Flint, Perian, and their troops
thrashing their way down the snowy slope above.
"Shush!" Flint ordered his giggling, whooping charges in a
harsh whisper. The retreating Aghar had disappeared by
now down the steeper slope beyond the road, and the pur-
suing Theiwar had all followed.
After fifteen minutes of frantic plowing, Flint and his fol-
lowers set foot on the Passroad. Without even stopping for
a breath, they rushed across and down the next slope after
the Creeping Wedgies and the Silver Swords, unconcerned
about detection now.
Their charge gained momentum as they slid down the
steep bank toward the remaining Wedgies, who were gath-
ered now with their backs to the lake
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