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Your psychic attack penetrates the war-dog's mind, causing it to howl with pain and terror. Immediately the others halt in their tracks, visibly shaken by the horrible cries issuing from their leader as he rolls over and over in the snow. You sense that the pack is torn now between its desire to satisfy its gnawing hunger and its natural instinct for survival. Eventually the instinct for preservation wins out, and one by one the dogs turn and flee for the safety of the forest.

Confident that the Akataz will not be back this night, you return to the boat to catch some sleep while Prarg begins his turn on guard.

Turn to 215.

Text copyright © 1991 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1991 Brian Williams.