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The bolt of energy burns through your chest like a red-hot poker. You recoil in pain but can no longer control your movements and are blasted high into the air, impaled upon the end of the crackling bolt. Suddenly, it vanishes, leaving you to plummet one hundred feet on to the hard, unyielding stone of the altar.

Your life and your quest end here on the sacrificial altar of the Cener Druids.

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