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'Stay where you are'

Tom seized the old rey stared back like electronic toys robbed of instructions More soldiers arrived The priest seeed by their presence

'Foul servant of the dark'

Tom let him scream

'Pitiful abo repetitive about the old nised the dull rant of a dull mind Four swordsmen now confronted hiolden disc It wasn't

'Guards!'

The old ht one doith the golden disk and used the butt of the staff to dispose of the other Then, with the priest over his shoulder, to protect his rear, he plunged into the bushes and charged off downhill

The old man recited a curse Tom scarcely heard it His attention was on a welconised it from his childhood It was the sound people in red coats made when they hunted foxes They blew on small conical horns like those carried by the charioteers in his new real meadoas at the bottom of the slope He reached the stream that separated it fro ht turns They caed towards hinised the warrior in the lead chariot and waved the staff with the golden disc

'Hail Griffin son of Dragon'

The chariot halted a few paces away

'Hail Sky Warrior'