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Despite his attempts to save himself, your shaft penetrates his chainmail vest and sinks deep into his side. He screams in pained surprise before wrenching the offending shaft from his body and hurling it back at you with contempt. His fortitude is impressive but you can tell that he has suffered a serious wound. Feverishly he scoops the Lorestones into a small velvet sack tied to his swordbelt, while you shoulder your bow, draw a hand weapon and run forward to prevent his escape.

Turn to 206.

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