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The lead leg was always vulnerable

Let’s see you dance now, E effects of the blow to his head Muscles and tendons in his neck and back were screae For the moment, however, neither arm had seized in answer to the trauma

A shriek, as Rhulad attacked once– a moment’s hesitation, sufficient to avoid Moroch’s all-too-quick parry – then finishing in a full lunge

The Finadd twisted his body in an effort to avoid the sword-point Searing fire above his right hip as theout to the side Now inside the weapon’s reach, Moroch drove his oord in fro the tip into the e resistance of ribs, then inward, gouging along the inside of Rhulad’s shoulder blade, striving for the spine

Thegrip, hands lifting high, point down A diagonal thrust, entering above Moroch’s right hip bone, down through his groin

Rhulad pushed down froh the Finadd’s lower intestines, until the po stones beneath the the weapon back up, through Moroch’s torso, alongside his heart, through his left lung, the point bursting free just behind his clavicle on that side

Dying, Moroch threw the last of his strength against his oeapon, seeing Rhulad bow around its embedded point Then a snap, as the e, Moroch Nevath sagged to the slick stones, even as Rhulad pitched down

Another figure loomed over him, then One of Rhulad’s brothers

Who spoke as if fro distance away ‘Tell ht to answer, but he was drowning in blood I am Moroch Nevath And I have killed your da’s Cha that – King’s Champion… is that who you are, Finadd?’

No

You bastards have not ht, Moroch Nevath died

So swift the healing, so terribly swift the return of life Surrounded by the wolf howls reverberating through Letheras in a chorus of the damned, the emperor voiced a scream that tore the air

The co as Rhulad, sheathed in blood, staggered upright, tugging the sword fro with a lurch as he stepped to one side Righting himself, his eyes filled with madness and terror