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’I still want to know about these old wo up worlds like this!’

The warren flared, the three figures ele

Paran rolled clear of Quick Ben and the Seer as sorcery roiled around the two grappling hut shriek Black webs raced, wrapped tight about the thrashing Seer

Gasping, Quick Ben kicked hihut’s chest was a tiny figure of twigs and knotted grasses, cackling with glee

’Who in Hood’s name-’

Asnarl Paran cried out, wheeled, sword swinging in a desperate horizontal slash

Which bit-- a paw -- ha him from his feet

’Stop -- you damned cat!’

Quick Ben’s frantic shout was punctuated by a sorcerous detonation that made the panther screaasped ’I’ve nothing left’

On my feet? Gods, I feel broken into a thousand pieces, and the ht, tottering as he faced the beast once , coal-lit eyes fixed on his own It bared its fangs in a silent snarl

Frorowl Deeper than a huth flowed into hi from him all awareness of his own body -- except that now, he realized, he was -- soantic panther

He heard Quick Ben’s ragged whisper behind him: ’Abyss below! ’

The cat, ears laid back flat, was clearly hesitating

What in Hood’s na?

’Bonecaster!’ Quick Ben snapped ’Hold Look around you -- see where we are! We’re not your eneht now’