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The arrow is on target, but it does not penetrate the thick metal plates of armour that protect the warrior's back. You watch with dismay as it glances away and disappears over the parapet of the bridge.

Without further delay, you shoulder your bow and mount your horse in order to pursue the kidnappers before they vanish from sight.

Turn to 39.

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