Page 80 (1/2)

Need to get to Sabine But Rydstrom couldn't repeat the mistake he'd made the last time he'd faced this foe He forced himself to wait for the space of several heart­beats

These er than the nine hundred years I've waited for this

The sorcerer did not regenerate A wall of hanging tablets ca across the floor With the death of their master, the revenants dropped

ail around them

Rydstroed for Sabine The weapon had fulfilled its

fated task

Lanthe reat doors of the court began bowing as fire deing around, readying for battle once more

Over his shoulder, he said to Lanthe "Still noth­ing?"

"No, but if we can -"

The doors began to s warriors of the Pravus, mainly fire demons, rushed in The tide slohen they spied Omort the Deathless, sprawled beheaded by his throne

The call arose a the fire de their pal fire, they could kill hiain as the pain

hit-Suddenly, the fire de behind him "Need some help?" Cadeon called When Rydstrom twisted around, he found his

brother-and Cadeon's entire crew ofbloodthirsty

It hit Rydstrom then-with Omort's death, Cadeon could trace once more And he'd led his men here

Just as the ed for her, battering any oppo­nents in his way When he reached her, he shoved the sword in his belt, then cradled her in his arone unconscious

Lanthe said, "We have to find the Hag! She's the only one who can cure her"

Rydstro fro her for help!"

"I've got this!" his brother called back as he slashed at opponents with abandon "I have soainst these fks! And I'ht behind Rydstrom as they rushed for the exit "Demon, head for the base-"

She was abruptly cut off When Rydstro across the floor

A wild-eyed Hettiah had tackled her, blocking her way to the door "You and your sister will pay!"

Lanthe snatched up a sword from a fallen revenant "Take Sabine! Go!"

Rydstro down the corridor stairs, before re he could now teleport as well He traced Sabine into the bowels of the castle But there were chaes He turned in a circle, bellowing, "Hag, where the hell are you?"

"In here," she called He followed the sound of her voice to a chained a poisoner's laboratory Atop long tables were dissected creatures, fers hung fro, however, was not what he was expecting Instead of the crone, a pretty elven brunette stood before hi

"Save her" Rydstro up, she said, "And why should I?" "Because I defeated Omort I think his death has