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The divan, and the man on it, fared little better when struck by the power of a half-dozen bound warrens than had the wall and Korbal Broach moments earlier

Quick Bento the estate’s front doors The servant had wrapped a cloth around the lower half of his face, his eyes strea as he squinted at the wizard

’Your masters require your attention, Emancipor’

’They’re alive?’

’Of course Although smoke inhalation-’

The servant pushed past Quick Ben ’What is wrong with all of you?’ he barked

’What do you mean?’ the Malazan asked after him

Emancipor half turned ’Ain’t it obvious? When you swat a wasp to the ground, you then use your heel, right? Otherwise, you’re liable to get stung!’

’Are you encouraging me to kill your masters?’

’You’re all Hood-damned idiots, that’s what you are! Clean this up, Mancy! Scrub that down! Bury this in the garden! Pack those trunks -- we’re leaving in a hurry! It’s my curse -- no-one kills them! You think I like my job? Idiots! You think-’

The oldas Quick Ben retreated outside

Talaht, you know-’

’Quiet,’ the wizard snapped

In the courtyard beyond, the undead guards had all toppled frostones, butto them Limbs wavered and twitched Like aret out of here Because, now, I am all used up

’I’d almost moved to that wall you destroyed, you know’

’That would have been very unfortunate,’ Quick Ben replied ’Cli’

’Finally, some wisdom!’

Bauchelain’s eyes opened Emancipor looked down on hiarden, ed you and Korbal out Doused the fire, too Got to go open all the…’