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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. I - The Reign Of Istar
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. The knight thrust forward. Nelk
reacted to the attack by stepping aside, still unaware of the
true danger. Sylverlin's blow caught the elf's shoulder, but
Nelk's movement left the human gladiator open to
Tremaine.
The knight's blade sank to the hilt in Sylverlin's
stomach. Arryl jerked his sword free. Sylverlin slid off the
blade to the ground.
Arryl heard a rattling sound behind him. Instinctively,
he started to turn, and forced himself to stand still. This was
Nelk's plan.
A thick chain wrapped around his throat. Arryl
pretended to struggle to free himself, then suddenly
realized Nelk wasn't pretending to kill him!
The crowd had hushed, breathless with excitement.
"Sylverlin was mine!" Nelk shouted loudly, and
wrenched the choking chain tighter.
Once more, Arryl thought, my beliefs have been
betrayed ... and this time it will be fatal.
He tried to lift his sword to strike the elf, but he lacked
the strength. The blade slipped from his nerveless fingers.
He tried to speak, to curse Nelk, to plead. All that escaped
his lips was a pathetic gasp.
The dying knight saw the silver-and-white figure of
the senior inquisitor rise to his feet in anticipation.
The chain crushed Arryl's windpipe
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