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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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. His muscles
were cramped, but he otherwise felt little pain.
He moved one foot and discovered part of the reason
for such little pain. Much of his body was numb, probably
permanently. Blood still trickled from a few wounds.
Garrick purposely turned his mind to attaining a weapon of
some sort.
"Ssaras, present him with an appropriate toy."
Scurrying to a junk pile of Garrick's own equipment,
the draconian pulled out the chipped, dirty sword. In a
mockery of the knights, the creature held it high and waved
it three times, hissing the whole while. Krynos smirked and
motioned the torturer to get on with things.
Ssaras dragged the sword over to Garrick and dropped it
by the knight's feet. Garrick bent down slowly and retrieved
it, each movement sending shocks through his system. If not
for the medallion still hidden under his tunic, he would have
given in to his pain. Only the warmth and strength it
provided kept him going.
With the shadow of a smile, General Krynos pulled out
his own weapon. It was a tremendous broadsword which
many men would have had to handle with both hands. The
general swung it around easily with only one. He saluted
Garrick. "Are you ready?"
In answer, the knight held his sword before him and
tested its balance
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