World Of The Fallen Dragon

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The fight had ceased—when there was a flash of light, almost everyone was blinded and now crawled across the blood-soaked deck among the corpses. The sorcerer was about to cast a Paralysis Charm on the invaders to trap them, but froze as he noticed a streak of smeared black goo that led to the opposite side. He staggered from the onset of weakness, rushed to the bulwark, dropping the scrolls in the blood, but his good hand managed to grab only a piece of straw cloak. The sorcerer was able to escape even with a split heart. He fell into the dark waters of the night sea, bleeding and probably dying to the delight of the sharks, but he left a parting gift ... pain throbbed in the blackened veins of his right hand, and the master could hardly believe that the one who left her died safely.

Tobius, realizing that delay would doom him to death, took a deep breath, prepared for what was to come - and dug into his flesh with his teeth. He tore out a piece of meat and skin at the bite site, spa