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She had to pull herself together—she didn’t have a choice

The Fallen Druid ca out of his dragon-likea straight path for them

He truly looked like sos of hell

He screeched, and his dragon-like claws scratched at the with his fury

Royce wondered how they were going to fight him while he was in his present form Unlike the beast she had just killed, the Fallen Druid, though insane, was cunning and had his faculties about him

She looked at Chance for direction and realized he was unfazed by the horror reaching to destroy them

She watched hiainst the Fallen Druid and then said gravely to it, “Well, old friend … it has come to this?”

“Aye … so it has!” the Fallen Druid answered in a voice that resonated throughout the room

“And ould she say, your sweet Delia? What would she say if she saw you today?”

“Do not speak her naone, and soon you will be as well!”

Chance continued to ? One swipe, and he would be dead Royce called a warning “Chance …”

He ignored her as he concentrated and then shook his sword at the beast “Right then, Sir Ugly, time to die”

“For you—tied

“Then have atmore than a lowly foe

Its claws reached for hihed out loud “Ye’ll have to do better than that, och now—put some spirit into it”