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.At the moment, his attention was wholly focused on Cavatina.He crouched over her, his quivering nostrils savoring her weakness.Demons, however, weren'tstupid.Not always.The moment he spotted movement behind him, Halisstra's chance at escapewould be extinguished.She'd have to make sure he didn't spot her, then.Softly, she began to sing.When her song ended, she was as invisible as the wind.Then shebegan a second song, one that would provide a distraction.Before she could complete it, a voice pealed out.It was Cavatina, her voice raised in joyoussong, "I.am.redeemed!"Wendonai rocked back, astonished.An anguished howl tore itself from his throat.Snarling out the final word of her song, Halisstra conjured up an image of herself and sent ithurtling toward Wendonai.The illusionary attack would buy her only an instant, but an instantwas all she needed.As the false image hurled itself at Wendonai, claws raking and teeth bared,Halisstra dived for the stream of black and plunged both hands into it.The darkness seizedthem in its icy grip and wrenched her body inside.Utter cold gripped Halisstra.Her body felt thin and fragile as paper as the negative energyteased it into an impossible length.Thinner, thinner, until it was a ragged flutter.Nothingnessloomed, a vacant eye socket that led down into still, cold darkness.Then oblivion claimed her.Cavatina's eyes widened in surprise as Halisstra hurled herself at Wendonai.The demonsnarled, but made no move to battle Halisstra.Instead he twisted around, staring intently at thepile of skulls.Halisstra struck him—and disappeared.An illusion!Something odd was happening to Cavatina.A brilliant white light poured from her body,illuminating the demon from below and throwing a harsh shadow across the ground behindhim.White as the moon, the light sang from Cavatina's pores.A crackling square of darknessdrifted down through thislight, settling upon Cavatina's face with a velvet-soft touch, then disappearing.The demon,inside her mind a moment ago, was shut out.Peace filled Cavatina's mind, gentle as a mother'slullaby, even as the searing white moonlight poured from her skin with the rage of a mother'swrath."Eilistraee!" Cavatina cried.Wendonai reared to his feet, his leathery wings flapping.He staggered backward, wincing, as ifpummeled by invisible blows.He shot Cavatina a look of anguished rage."No!" he howled.He shook a blood-red fist at the sky." will not be denied her!"Flames erupted on his crimson skin and crawled across it in white-hot waves, licking at thewound in his abdomen.He forced himself, stomp by stomp, toward Cavatina.Bulling his wayin through the protective shield that Eilistraee had thrown up around her.Cavatina threw herself to the side.She rolled onto her stomach, her bound hands scrabblingagainst the gritty soil.An instant later, her holy symbol was in her hands.Clutching it, sheforced herself to her knees.She sang out an urgent note, and the blackened singing sword roseinto the air behind Wendonai.Soot exploded from the blade, revealing gleaming steel.Then thesword began to sing.Wendonai whirled to face it.Too late.Cavatina yanked her bound hands toward her chest, urging the sword forward.Itspoint plunged into the demon's chest, finding his heart.The sword's peal of triumph drownedout the demon's anguished roar and the angry howl of the rising wind.Wendonai staggered,clutching the hilt that was rammed tight against his chest.A bloodied length of steel protrudedfrom his back, quivering in its victory dance.Before the demon could heal himself, Cavatina sang out another prayer.This time, her voicewas funereal and low.The dirge she sang resonated through the blade in the balor's chest andvibrated through his blood with each pulse of hismassive heart.He staggered, his cloven feet scuffing furrows in the salt-crusted earth.Hiswings snapped erect and fluttered stiffly, and his eyes blazed.Even as the dirge forced him tohis knees, Wendonai shook his massive horned head."This.is not finished," he gasped."You cannot.kill me,"Another lie.Wendonai had made one terrible, fatal mistake.Had this battle taken placeanywhere else, Cavatina would have been unable to kill him.The demon's essence would havefallen back into the raw chaos of the Abyss, there to be reborn.But in the Abyss, he was asmortal as she was.Cavatina braced herself.When Wendonai died, the resulting void would tear at the fabric of theAbyss, rupturing it in a tremendous explosion [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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