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Down another stairwell, this one at least three stories tall I always thought going down stairs was easier than up, but by the tihs hurt too badly for me to view any direction of stairs favorably

It's then I hear it, a sound that pulls

Who the hell is fighting? I don't have the lung capacity to say the words aloud and hurry forward at a quick walk My legs are rubber and heavy, a coo any faster

The sound grows louder Torches light up a narrow stairwell of less than twenty steps, leading to what appears to be a balcony, like in a theatre Clutching a wooden handrail, I le row of leather chairs surrounding a central banquet hall The sword fight co Before I can lean over the railing, so up into the Red Knight's face "What're you doing here?" I whisper

"My sister told me what happened I caht in this forsaken place before stuaze scours my features "How did you find us?"

"I don't really know The castle likesaround hiht the with that brute My sister'sbonded found me here"

My squire is on his feet, eyes wide and features hopeful Westley, however, looks rough, like he's spent the night walking through the hold as well

"Then who's down there?" I ask, starting towards the railing

"Mayhap you should not watch," the Red Knight takesover it

Dancing atop rows of dusty tables are the Shadow Knight and the Desert Knight, both shirtless and sweating hard as they battle one another with swords and axes The sight of Atreyu's body ensnaresto catch a whiff of his intoxicating scent My thoughts explode with iht And then it hitsthe final battle with Brown Sun Lake

The one where the Shadow Knight is supposed to die

"No, no, no!" Whirling, I dart for the stairs, ready to put a stop to this We're doo to watch him die