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 Lurking in the half light of the passageway you wait for the creature to appear. From out of the distance the steady crump, crump, crump of its footfalls gets louder and more menacing as it approaches. Almost before you are ready the Mutan runs around the corner of the passage, its spear leveled and ready for action. It is not ready however, for the single blow that descends upon its head, cleanly splitting its grey-toned skull from forehead to neck bone. With a look of complete surprise on its cleaved face it falls to the floor, its spear clattering by its side. Quickly the stone about the Mutan flows with the Hordim's blood, and in the passageway you step backwards as the bubbling liquid eats vigorously into the floor-stones.
For a moment you watch as the corrosive blood dissolves away through the gaps in the floor. In the semi-darkness you wonder at how the creature survives with such a toxic mixture running through its veins, but as you ponder this you realise more than just the flagstones are at risk.
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Windhammer, Copyright Wayne Densley 2001 - 2007 All Rights Reserved
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