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The climb is very difficult, for you have only one free hand--the other holds the glowing hilt of the Sommerswerd.

You eventually reach the rim of the tower and quickly hook a leg over the narrow ledge. You are about to jump into the tower and attack when a thin voice makes you freeze.

'How I shall delight in the irony of your death, Lone Wolf.'

The sorcerer is standing in the far comer of the tower, his left hand pointing at your head. 'Your quest has failed Lone Wolf. Now you must die!'

A blinding flash of orange flame shoots from his hand towards your face.

Turn to 336.

Text copyright © 1984 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1984 Gary Chalk.