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Windhammer, Copyright Wayne Densley 2008 All Rights Reserved
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 In a thundering melee of falling rock the ceiling collapses, each part that surrenders to the flashcharge's detonation bringing down the next. Before this danger you stand hesitant for only a heartbeat. On the turn of a heel you begin to run, clouds of dust and scattering rock threatening to bring you down as you try and escape a certain death. Choking on a mist of smashed stone you almost succumb but Providence is with you and from the clouds of debris you emerge, half-suffocated, struggling for breath but alive. It is not all good though.
To escape the collapsing stone you have had to return down the passageway, clouds of suffocating dust forcing you back down towards the cavern, and the imponderable malice of the Druhl. With a thin film of grime covering your whole body you emerge from the passage and come to a halt. In the distance you can see the Dragon and it can see you. It is not a happy Guardian.
Before you the barrier of shimmering energy holds firm but the constant attack of the beast is weakening its capacity to keep the Druhl in check. When it lays its dull red eyes upon you once again its fury intensifies and you know it will not stop until it finds a way through the Shieldstone's defences.
Quickly you turn your back on the beast and decide that the left passage can be your only way forward. Somehow you must get away from the Druhl.
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