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You hurry up the path and join the end of the procession. Moments later, two Elders go rushing past you on either side, screaming and cursing in an attempt to rally those acolytes who are fleeing down the track in confusion. You allow yourself a wry smile as you adjust the hood on your robe and raise your torch on high.

Turn to 250.

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