Anthologies 14 - Realms of the Elves by Forgotten Realms

Author:Forgotten Realms [Realms, Forgotten]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Publisher: Wizards of the Coast
Published: 2012-09-01T18:12:40+00:00

Instead, she broke away and made a mad dash for the lady acolyte. As she ran, the shadows coalesced around her like a gathering cloak.

"Stop her, Yldar!" Cythara'shouted between spells. A wand she had drawn from her hip flashed, sending an ochre beam streaking at Twilight, but it struck a demon thrall instead, dropping him, melting, to the floor. "She's getting away. Stop her!"

A cultist loomed in her path, but Twilight didn't slow. She leaped into the shadows a pace before him and reappeared, a heartbeat later and ten paces distant, near the exit.

A shadowdancer, Yldar thought. This maid is full of surprises.

Yldar parried his opponent into a stone pillar and ran after Twilight, heedless of any attack. He bore down on the demonist mage at the exit and a hulking cultist with a wicked spear.

Twilight leaped upon the lady acolyte like a pouncing fox, bearing her to the ground and going straight for the Bracer on the hooded woman's wrist. The acolyte's guard brought his spear back.

"No!" Yldar shouted as he charged, drawing a shocked glance from Cythara.

Then reality flickered, and Yldar thought he heard light laughter from somewhere, like that of an elf child who was entirely too amused by his own joke.

Twilight rose and caught the spear solidly beneath the left breast. Her eyes opened wide as the shaft carried her back and pinned her against the wall. Twilight convulsed and blood trickled from her mouth.

His eyes bleary, the world gone red, Yldar threw himself at the spear wielder with his sword slashing. His furious rush sent the bodyguard staggering down, and a great blow to the right shoulder made the arm flop uselessly at his side. The brute roared and spat at Yldar, but the sun elf did him one better. He rammed his sword through the hulking man's chest.

Yldar turned from the slumping body. The thief seemed dead upon the wall, her face even paler than normal, but Yldar clutched at the spear to pull it free anyway.

Twilight's eyes snapped open and she gave a cry of more discomfort than pain. "Careful with that!" she chided. "Hurts, you know."

Yldar was stunned. He had expected the moon elf to be dying, if she wasn't dead already, but talking? And calm?

He yanked the spear out of Twilight and she grunted. Blood trickled out. Somehow, it must have missed all her vital organs. Yldar wondered how such a thing was possible.

"Come!" she snapped. "Let's—"

"Traitors!" Cythara shouted. Deep in another spell, she sent her five orbiting spheres streaking after them with a flicker of will.

Yldar shouted a warning and shielded Twilight with his body. The spheres burst against his back, scorching him with fire, splashing him with acid, jolting him with electricity, and stunning him with a burst of discordant sound. One got through—the blue sphere, which exploded with chilling energy against Twilight's shoulder. But a ring on the thief s hand flashed and the deadly cold faded away. Teeth clenched, Yldar sagged.

"Come!" Twilight shouted again. Slinging the limp Yldar's arm over her shoulders, she made a break for the stairs.

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