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Ah, Summoner

And, now, it was far too late

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

There can be no true rendition of betrayal, for thesuch comprehension that one would surrender his or her own soul to deny all that has come to pass There can be no true rendition of betrayal, but of that day, Orun’s portrayal is the closest to as true that any mortal could hope to achieve …

N’aruhl’s Co of Whiskeyjack

Footsteps in the hallway announced yet another guest -- Coll had no idea if invited or not -- and he pulled his gaze away fro before the burial pit, to see a robed figure appear in the doorway Un in a crackle of arrated, ’my Lord welcomes you to his sacred abode’

K’rul? Isn’t there an old temple in Darujhistan -- the one with the belfry -- K’rul’s Belfry Solanced over, met Murillio’s eyes, saw the same slow realization writ plain on his friend’s features An Elder God has entered this chamber Stands a half-dozen paces away Beru fend us all! Another blood-hungry bastard from antiquity -K’rul strode towards the Mhybe

Coll, hand settling on the grip of his sword, fear rising to lodge in his throat, stepped into the Elder God’s path ’Hold,’ he growled His heart pounded as he locked gazes with K’rul, seeing in those eyes … nothing Nothing at all ’If you’re planning on opening her throat on that altar, well, Elder God or not, I won’t ’s toothless asp on the other side of the pit

The Knight of Death hter, then said in a voice that was no longer his own, ’Mortals are nothing if not audacious’

Murilliohand to close on the hilt of his rapier

K’rul glanced at the undead chaift, Hood’

’Until it turns belligerent, perhaps Then, it is best answered by annihilation’

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