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Chapter eleven
Chapter elevenHate, detest and fear the Shanks as we in Paz so fervently did, there was no denying either their courage or their discipline. The creatures attacking into the crater looked to be well disciplined also. In the erratic light with smoke beginning to blow over the frantic scene, it was difficult to distinguish what they were. The hideous noises of combat spurted up into the night air. Clouds rolled past above so that only now and again could the fuzzy pink moonlight of The Maiden with the Many Smiles shine down. Rocks continued to rain down, smashing up the smelting works. Now they were hurling firepots. One landed on my pile of kindling and the lot went up with a whoosh. Time, by Krun, to depart! Oh, yes. But — where to? Where in this inferno of noise and fire and screechi
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