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Neuna's face was a definition of cold fury. Her short, black-cloaked figure was framed by the arch of the canal tunnel.
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A great commotion was taking place at the top of the ridge, opposite the entrance. A dozen Nequam were charging over its lip....
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Ithuriel blanched at the display of armament, but after only a few moments, she walked over and took one of the longer daggers.
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"If I see a Nequam," she boasted, "I'm gonna bury this dagger in his stomach!"
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The stranger spoke in a low, pleasant voice: "I am Neuna, Eian of Felia. My cats and I protect the Delving. How may I assist you?"
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A small smile crossed Dana's lips. She and Briska were going to get along just fine!
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The cat placed his paws on her chest and rubbed his face against hers, first on one side and then on the other.
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"You know what you have to do, you know how to do it, and you will do it."
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Striking flints above the dish, Ithamar murmured an incantation. There was a soft flash; then a cloud of gray smoke....
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"Bride-slayer; bride-slayer; bride-slayer." The stalks began to walk on their roots, and the blades were shining and sharp in the sun.
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So occupied, she gradually drifted off to sleep. Despite her painful condition and her precarious position, she slept soundly.
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"You are in Earthwithin," she answered. "I am Annalyn, Flail of Ralsoth, and I have been sent to welcome you."
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"I'm impressed!" she replied, with uncharacteristic venom. "Do they also fly underwater?"
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Ithuriel Memnon stared sorrowfully at the heart-piercing rays of the vivid orange and purple sunset.
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"We're Siamese if you please; we're Siamese if you don't please."
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Ginger... had knocked over a parrot cage, extracted the parrot, and made a deep gouge in its back with one of her claws.
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The new arrangement lasted about 75 miles, until the angry cat had shredded the box in the vicinity of the air holes.
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The hostess was beaming--she had never done this before, and was gratified at the substantial turnout.
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