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As you dive to avoid it, the blade whistles past your shoulder, slicing open yow tunic but sparing your flesh the kiss of its razor-sharp edge. Before you can rise to your feet, the Baron steps forward to deliver the coup de grace. 'Victory belongs to me!' he howls, and swings his axe again. But suddenly he hears a sound that makes him recoil in horror.

Turn to 321.

Text copyright © 1987 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1987 Brian Williams.