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ions。 The goddess only knew what their true sentiments were； but confronted with her leveled arbalest and the obvious fact that； while her gear was much the worse for wear； she herself was unscathed； they hastily saluted。
〃I killed tonight's intruder；〃 she said； 〃and a homegrown enemy as well。 What do you know of our situation？ Is anyone else dead？〃
〃No； Mistress；〃 said a priestess。 The lowered visor of her spider…crested helmet pletely concealed her features； but from her voice； Quenthel recognized Quave； one of the senior instructors。 〃Most of those who ate and drank the tainted meal are waking。 I think the poisoner only wanted to render us unconscious； not kill us。〃
〃Apparently；〃 said Quenthel； 〃she was willing to let the demon adminnotister the coup de grace to me。 What of those who encountered the entity before I did？〃
Quave hesitated； then said； 〃When they tried to hinder it； it hurt them； but not to the point of death。 They should recover as well。〃
〃Good；〃 Quenthel said； though she took no joy in knowing she was the unknown enemy's sole target。
〃What are your orders； Mistress？〃 asked Quave。
〃We'll have to sort out the living from the dead； and deal with each acnotcordingly。 We'll also look for the place where the demon got in； and seal it。〃
These were tasks that would doubtless keep her occupied for the rest of the night； but she knew she had to find a way to stop the intrusions； and pull the fangs of another crisis as well。
It would all for make an arduous day's labor； with the oute uncernottain enough to depress even a high priestess。 Still； her mood lifted slightly when her vipers began to stir。
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〃I have a healing potion；〃 said Ryld。 He took a small pewter vial from his pouch； unstoppered it； and held it to Pharaun's lips。 The wizard drank the liquid down。
〃That might be a little better；〃 Pharaun said after a moment。 〃But it's still bad。 I'm still bleeding。 On the inside； too； I think。 Do you have any more？〃
〃No。〃
〃Pity。 A wretched little goblin did this。 I can't believe it。〃
〃Can you walk？〃 asked Ryld。
Pharaun would have to move or be moved； somehow。 He couldn't just lie in the street； not in the Braeryn； not on a night when the hunt was out。 It was far too dangerous。
〃Possibly。〃 The mage strained to lift himself up with his hands； then slumped back down。 〃But apparently not。〃
〃I'll carry you；〃 said Ryld。
He gathered the mage in his arms； and bidding Pharaun do the same； called upon the magic of his House insignia。 They floated slowly upward； and swung onto a rooftop。
The view from that vantage point was far from encouraging。 Screaming undercreatures ran through the streets and alleys of the Braeryn with whooping riders in pursuit。 The dark elves killed the goblins with the thrust of a lance； the slash of a sword； or simply by trampling them under the clawed feet of their lizards。 They tended to find intimate mayhem more amusing。 Some； however； had no qualms about loosing a quarrel or conjuring a blast of magic。
Still other drow wheeled above the scene on foulwings； wyverns； and other winged mounts。 Ryld saw danger on every side。
He hauled Pharaun up against a sort of gable in the hope that it would provide cover against the scrutiny of the flyers。
〃It's bad；〃 the swordsman said。 〃A lot of drow are hunting。 There's no clear path out of the district。〃
The wizard didn't reply。
〃Pharaun！〃
〃Yes；〃 sighed his friend； 〃I'm still conscious。 Barely。〃
〃We'll hide here until the hunt ends。 I'll cover us with a patch of darknotness。〃
〃That might w…〃
Pharaun gasped and thrashed。 Ryld held on to him for fear that he'd roll off the roof。