war of the spider queen 1 dissolution-第73部分

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　miniature　harpy　in　flight。　Yet　another　struck　two　paces　in　front　him　and　exploded　into　a　curtain　of　fire。　Squinting　at　the　glare；　he　wrapped　his　piwafwi　around　him　and　dived　through；　emerging　singed　but　essentially　unscathed。
After　that；　he　was　close　enough　to　the　tower　to　cancel　most　of　his　weight　and　leap　up　to　the　top。　He　sprang　into　the　air　like　a　jumping　spider　and　alit　on　the　platform。　The　twin　hastily　set　down　his　bow　and　drew　his　scimitar。
〃Do　you　have　any　healing　magic？〃　Ryld　asked。　〃If　so；　give　it　to　me；　and　I'll　let　you　go。〃
The　other　warrior　smiled　unpleasantly　and　said；　〃My　rades　will　start　arriving　any　second。　Surrender　now；　tell　me　where　Pharaun　is；　and　perhaps　Princess　Greyanna　will　let　you　live。〃
〃No。〃
Ryld　cut　at　the　warrior's　head。　The　other　male　jumped　back　out　of　range；　sidestepped；　and　slashed　at　the　weapons　master's　arm。　Ryld　parried；　beat　the　scimitar　aside；　and　the　fight　was　on。
Over　the　course　of　the　next　few　seconds；　the　Mizzrym　warrior　gave　ground　consistently。　Twice；　he　nearly　stepped　off　the　flat；　round　tabletop　that　was　the　apex　of　the　tower　but　on　both　occasions　spun　himself　away　from　the　edge　in　time。　He　was　a　good　duelist；　and　he　was　fighting　defennotsively　while　he　waited　for　reinforcements　to　arrive。　That　made　him　hard　to　hit。　Hard；　but　not　impossible。
Pressing；　Ryld　feinted　high　on　the　inside　to　draw　the　parry；　swung　his　greatsword　down　and　around；　and　cut　low　on　the　outside。　Splitter　sheared　into　the　Mizzrym's　torso　just　below　the　ribs；　and　he　collapsed　in　a　gush　of　blood。
Magic　trilled　and　flickered　through　the　air。　When　Ryld　spun　around；　the　other　twin　and　Relonor　popped　into　being　on　the　rooftop　below。　Obnotviously；　House　Mizzrym's　mage　could　teleport　on　his　own；　without　the　aid　of　the　brooch　Pharaun　had　pilfered。
His　voluminous　sleeves　sliding　down　to　his　elbows；　Relonor　lifted　his　arms　and　started　to　cast　a　spell。　The　newly　arrived　twin　nocked　an　arrow　and　drew　back　the　string　of　his　pale　bone　bow。
Ryld　threw　himself　down　on　his　stomach。　He　was　ten　feet　above　his　adversaries；　and　he　hoped　that　they　couldn't　see　him。　Sure　enough；　no　magic　or　arrow　flew　in　his　direction。　He　scuttled　across　the　platform…enchantments　in　his　armor　deadening　the　sound　of　his　footfalls…and　grabbed　his　previous　opponent's　bow　and　quiver；　then　scrambled　to　his　knees。
The　twin　and　the　wizard　rose　above　the　platform；　the　former　levitating；　the　latter　soaring　in　an　arc　that　revealed　some　magical　capacity　for　actual　flight。　The　archer　loosed　an　arrow；　and　mystical　energy　flashed　from　Relonor's　fingertips。
The　Mizzrym's　magic　reached　its　target　first。　A　ghastly　shriek　stabbed　through　Ryld's　ears　and　into　his　brain。　He　cried　out　and　flailed　in　agony。　The　warrior's　arrow　plunged　into　his　thigh；　and　the　razor…edged　point　burst　from　the　other　side。
After　a　moment；　the　screaming　stopped。　Ryld　could　feel　that　it　had　hurt　him；　perhaps　worse　than　the　arrow　had；　but　had　no　time　or　inclination　to　fret　about　it。　Quickly　as　few　folk　save　a　master　of　Melee…Magthere　could　manage；　he　loosed　two　shafts　of　his　own。
The　first　took　Relonor　in　the　chest；　and　the　second　stabbed　into　the　warrior's　belly。　They　both　dropped　down　out　of　sight。
Ryld　looked　at　the　twin　with　the　sword　cut　in　his　flank。　The　male　appeared　to　be　unconscious；　which　would　facilitate　searching　him。　Ryld　hobbled　over　to　him　to　rifle　his　pockets　and　the　leather　satchel　he　wore　on　his　belt。
Blessedly；　he　found　four　silver　vials；　each　marked　with　the　rune　for　healnoting。　Greyanna　had　indeed　outfitted　her　agents　properly　for　a　martial　exnotpedition。　It　was　the　twin's　misfortune　that　he　hadn't　had　time　to　drink　of　her　bounty　before　going　into　shock。
His　brother　and　Relonor　no　doubt　carried　healing　draughts　as　well；　and　Ryld　had　no　guarantee　that　they'd　be　unable　to　use　them。　They　might　e　after　him　again　any　second；　and　he'd　just　as　soon　avoid　a　second　round。　He　needed　to　beat　a　hasty…
Enormous　wings　beat　the　air。　A　long…necked；　legless　beast　passed　overnothead　with　Greyanna　and　the　other　priestess；　the　skinny　one；　astride　its　back。　Glaring　down　at　Ryld；　Pharaun's　sister　pulled　at　the　laces　securing　the　mouth　of　her　bag　of　monsters。
Ryld　dumped　the　remaining　arrows　out　of　the　quiver；　the　better　to　examine　them。　One　was　fletched　with　red　feathers　while　the　rest　had　black。
He'd　already　seen　his　first　foe　shoot　one　fire　arrow。　Praying　that　the　red…fletched　arrow　was　another；　he　drew　back　his　bowstring　and　sent　it　hurtling　into　the　air。
The　arrow　plunged　into　the　sack；　and　burst　into　flame。　The　scarred　high　priestess　reflexively　dropped　the　bag；　and　it　fell；　burning　as　it　went。　The　magic　spores　busting　inside　turned　the　fire　green；　then　blue；　then　violet。
Greyanna　screamed　in　fury　and　sent　the　foulwing　swooping　lower。　Ryld　looked　for　another　magic　arrow　and　found　that　none　were　left。　He　nocked　an　ordinary　one；　and　his　hands　began　to　shake；　no　doubt　an　aftereffect　of　the　punishment　he'd　taken。
For　a　moment；　it　seemed　to　him　that　he　was　finished。　If　he　couldn't　shoot　accurately；　he　couldn't　hit　one　of　the　foulwing's　vital　spots；　or　the　riders　on　its　back；　for　that　matter。　Nor　was　he　in　any　shape　to　fi