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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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With howls of agony, the savants clutched their eyes and
stumbled backward. They rolled on the ground, shrieking
and moaning, their wide, full-pupiled eyes temporarily
blinded.
The savants closest to the blaze had been most seriously
affected. But the warriors behind them blinked in uncom-
fortable surprise, forced to turn away from the painful
glare. Once again Flint heard the sergeants cursing and
growling, and the derro started slowly toward the middle of
the hill dwarf line.
"I've got to get back to my post at center!" he called, and
Perian ran back to her own position by Basalt. "Good luck!"
The towering columns of fire marked the entire periphery
of the semicircular redoubt. In the center, the black sludge
smoke still obscured the field, preventing any derro ad-
vance. To Flint's left, the mountain dwarves hesitated in dis-
array and confusion, but to his right, where the savants had
led the way, the Theiwar officers whipped their savage
troops forward.
Flint scrutinized the lightly held right flank. Perian and
Basalt had a thin force - barely one hundred hill dwarves,
and half that many Aghar
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