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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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. "I think ev-
eryone's gotten away - at least, everyone who could still
walk," he added grimly.
"I'll stand at the gate," said Flint. "We can hold it open for
another minute. At least until we can see them coming."
Hurry, Perian, he urged silently. "Can you go into the vat
house?" Flint asked Tybalt and Ruberik. "See how Basalt
and Hildy are faring. We've got to be ready for an attack
from behind."
The two Fireforge brothers nodded at Flint. Each of them
clasped one of his hands and for a moment they stood to-
gether in silence. "You and Basalt have given Hillhome a
chance," Ruberik said quietly to Flint. "And whatever the
outcome, we're all grateful for that."
Flint cleared his throat awkwardly and winked. "What do
you mean, 'whatever the outcome'?" His brothers smiled at
his forced joviality, then turned to pass through the gate.
Looking up at the high stone wall, Flint thought that his
village just might have a chance. True, they would be sur-
rounded, cut off from escape or food supply. But the moun-
tain dwarves would have difficulty attacking them. If they
could hold the Theiwar off for a while - though how long
such a while might be, he had no idea - they might outlast
their dark-dwelling foe
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