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Droplets of sweat run streaks down the ash stained face of Lord Chardris. Blasts of flame leap from his hands with deadly might and accuracy. He can feel power surging behind each strike. Jorhdawn, his daughter, and the other members of The Nine fight by Chardris' side. Never before have all Nine joined their strength at once, never before have has there even been a ninth , the mystic energy flowing through Chardris is so great his flesh crawls with it. And still, it is not enough to keep back the wolves. They drink from the twin moons of harvest. The Dire Stone is slipping from the grasp of the Elves.

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  • Droplets of sweat run streaks down the ash stained face of Lord Chardris. Blasts of flame leap from his hands with deadly might and accuracy. He can feel power surging behind each strike. Jorhdawn, his daughter, and the other members of The Nine fight by Chardris' side. Never before have all Nine joined their strength at once, never before have has there even been a ninth , the mystic energy flowing through Chardris is so great his flesh crawls with it. And still, it is not enough to keep back the wolves. They drink from the twin moons of harvest. The Dire Stone is slipping from the grasp of the Elves.
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  • Droplets of sweat run streaks down the ash stained face of Lord Chardris. Blasts of flame leap from his hands with deadly might and accuracy. He can feel power surging behind each strike. Jorhdawn, his daughter, and the other members of The Nine fight by Chardris' side. Never before have all Nine joined their strength at once, never before have has there even been a ninth , the mystic energy flowing through Chardris is so great his flesh crawls with it. And still, it is not enough to keep back the wolves. They drink from the twin moons of harvest. The Dire Stone is slipping from the grasp of the Elves. One of the leaping wolves suddenly breaks through the magic barriers woven by the Elves, and begins to sink its teeth into the wizard Emirroon's neck, but, just as the wolves are vanishing before each blow stricken against them, so too did Emirroon vanish. Next, Arkmer is gone, just before an Anubian can plant its claws into his chest. Chardris' power begins to drain away as his brethren of The Order vanish. He and the others grow helpless against the onslaught of raging wolves washing over them in waves. Soon Chardris stands alone. Hate and anger flow through his quaking body as all is lost in one sweeping moment. He surges forward in one last desperate struggle, one final blast of flame. His aim is true, his mark, the Darklord Khosumet, is engulfed in flames and then vanishes like the rest. The wolves cave in on Chardris as he too vanishes from the world of Feylund, leaving behind a great power in evil's grasp.
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