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You release the bowstring, and the arrow arcs through the air towards your target. However, you have misjudged the range, and it falls short and shatters on the cobblestones of the harbour square, alerting Maouk's men to your whereabouts. You prepare to take flight, but the small boat is quickly surrounded, and you are forced to surrender.

As the black-clad Sharnazim drag you along the harbour wall, you fear that your life is about to come to a sudden end.

Turn to 176.

Text copyright © 1985 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1985 Gary Chalk.