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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. I - The Reign Of Istar
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. The guard knew instinctively he was
going to die, the pain was so great. He was terrified and
tried to scream, but the scream wouldn't come out through
the goblin's calloused hand that was clamped over his
mouth and face, twisting his head back with incredible
force. The man reached back to grab his attacker, but agony
filled his head and made him forget everything. The goblin
let the body sag to the ground.
"You bet I can handle her," said the guard picking up
the firewood. He crouched down to adjust the load in his
arms, reaching for a few more pieces. "Good redeems its
own, they say, and I'm gonna redeem that elf girl before she
gets to Istar. She's gonna know the ways of man, and I'm
gonna be the head priest. They can have the other slaves.
I've waited too long to pass this one up."
He picked up the last piece of wood, and the goblin
slapped his hand tightly over the man's mouth and pulled
him into his hard chest. The razor-sharp blade sliced swiftly
through his throat. The man knew what was happening, but
could do nothing to stop it, and trying to scream did
nothing useful at all.
Then it was quiet again in the night woods, and soon
the crickets began to chirp. Everything smelled of blood
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