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rose up and hissed their own displeasure at the wizard； duplicating their mistress's mood； as usual。 Quenthel yanked the scourge free of her belt and took up a position beside Pharaun； waiting。
The draegloth was right on the haughty drow's heels。 Jeggred bore not one but two heavy bundles； and when the four…armed fiend reached the pair of dark elves； he tossed the supplies to the floor； apparently not the least bit winded from bearing them。 He flashed a savage； twisted smile that exposed his yellowish fangs and turned around； advancing a few steps to position himself between Quen…chel and anything that might e from the other direction； a low growl rumbling deep in his demonic throat。
The Master of Sorcere was in no mood for putting up with the high priestess's foul temper； and he grimaced as he considered several spells。 Settling on one； he fished around in his piwafwi； fetching from a pocket inside the extravagant cloak the reagents he would need to weave the chosen magic。 Eventually； he produced a bit of squid tentacle。 He had warned them they would be trapped if they came this way； and so had Valas； but Quenthel had insisted。 As usual； it was up to Pharaun to extricate them all。
Faeryl Zauvirr was the next to stumble into view； her breathing labored。 The ambassador from Ched Nasad spotted the blockage in the passage and groaned； sliding her pack from her back and tossing it with a thud to the rocky floor next to the others'。 She wearily produced a small crossbow from her own piwafwi and placed herself on the wizard's other side。
〃They're right behind us；〃 Ryld Argith announced as he and the last member of the drow contingent； Valas Hune； sprinted from around the curve of the passage。
Past the burly warrior and the diminutive scout； Pharaun could see the red glow of multiple pairs of eyes advancing on the group's position。 The creatures peered forward eagerly； and the wizard estimated nearly two dozen tanarukks。
Stooped forward as though afflicted with a hunched back； the creatures were reminiscent of ores； though their features were decidedly more demonic； with their scaled； sloping foreheads and their prominent tusks。 They wore little armor； for their hides were scaly and tough； but the battle…axes many of them brandished were heavy and vicious…looking。
Pharaun shook his head in resignation and prepared to weave a spell。
The tanarukks howled in delight and lunged forward； eager； it seemed； to take the battle to their cornered prey。 Several swarmed at Jeggred； and the fiend bellowed his own war cry； crouching and slashing wildly。 He tossed one of the tanarukks aside effortlessly； slamming it against the far wall； near Rylds position。
Pharaun gaped for a moment at the unbridled might and ferocity the draegloth displayed； even as two more of the humanoid attackers went down before the precision slashing of Splitter； the enchanted greatsword wielded with greater skill by Ryld Argith。 Faeryl fired her crossbow from beside Pharaun then stooped to reload it。 Quenthel； in the meantime； seemed content to watch her subordinates at work。 More of the tanarukks swarmed in； though； and the wizard almost didn't react in time to one that slipped through the line of defense that Jeggred and Ryld had formed。
The slavering； green…skinned tanarukk leaped toward the wizard； its axe cocked back for a savage blow。 Pharaun was just able to backpedal enough to avoid the slashing blade as it swooshed through the air where his face had been a heartbeat before。 He considered calling the magical rapier from the enchanted ring that held it； tiny and out of the way until needed； but he knew the effort would be futile。 The thin blade would never withstand the force of the axe； and besides； he couldn't get enough room between himself and the beast to use the more nimble weapon effectively； He was quickly running out of space to maneuver。
When the tanarukk arched its back and howled in pain and fury； Pharaun saw that Quenthel was behind it； already drawing her arm back for another swipe with her dreaded whip。 The tanarukk whirled around； still screaming in anger。 It raised its axe high for a killing blow； but before either it or the high priestess could finish their attacks； a flash of shadow materialized at the edge of Pharaun's field of vision…and the shadow became Valas Hune。
The mercenary scout darted in low behind the green…skinned creature and pulled one of his kukris harshly across the tanarukks hamstring； crippling it with the oddly curved knife。 Black blood spurted everywhere from the deep wound as the beast sank to one knee； flailing feebly with its hands； trying to find the source of its torment。 As quickly as Valas had appeared； he was gone； vanished again in the shadows。
Quenthel took the opportunity to bring the whip down on the tanarukk again； and Pharaun saw the fangs of the snake heads sink deeply into the flesh of the creature's face and neck。 Already； it was beginning to cough and choke； its face and tongue bloating； poisoned by the lashes from the whip。 It dropped its axe and crumpled to the floor； spasming and crying out in anguish。
Pharaun realized he was holding his breath and exhaled sharply； regaining his wits。 Disgusted with himself for being so undisciplined； he remembered the tiny piece of squid tentacle that he had in his hand。 Righting himself； he made a rapid inspection of the battlefield in order to determine where best to place the spell he had in mind。
A host of dead tanarukks had piled up around Jeggred and Ryld； but still the remaining creatures fought their way to get nearer the pair； snarling and leaping about； looking for an opening where they could use their axes。 The wizard decided he could easily position the magic behind those few savage humanoids that remained； but then he paused； startled。
A face had caught the drow mage's eye at the far back of the passage。 He blinked and peered more carefully； not trusting his assumption。 Lurking in the darkness； watching the battle； was a beautiful woman。 Pharaun found her attractive； despite the fact that she was not a drow but appeared human。 Black curly hair fra