The Hunter's Blades: The Two Swords by R. A. Salvatore

Author:R. A. Salvatore [Salvatore, R. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Forgotten Realms
ISBN: 9780786954162
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Publisher: Wizards of the Coast
Published: 2009-06-23T22:10:18+00:00

The mob of trolls receded down the hill, sliding back into the bog and mist to lick their wounds, and a great cheer went up along the line of warriors both dwarf and human. They had held their ground again, for the third time that day, stubbornly refusing to be pushed back into the tunnels that loomed as black holes on the hillside behind them.

Torgar Hammerstriker watched the retreat with less excitement than his fellows, and certainly with less enthusiasm than the almost-giddy humans. Galen Firth ran along the human lines, proclaiming yet another victory in the name of Nesmé.

That was true, Torgar supposed, but could victory really be measured in terms of temporary advances and retreats? They had held, all three fights, because they had washed the leading trolls with a barrage of fiery logs. Looking back at their supply of kindling, Torgar hoped they had enough fuel to hold a fourth time. Victory? They were surrounded, with only the tunnels offering them any chance of retreat. They couldn’t get any more fuel for their fires, and couldn’t hope to break out through the ranks and ranks of powerful trolls.

“They’re grabbing at every reason to scream and punch their fists in the air,” Shingles McRuff remarked, coming up to stand beside his friend. “Can’t say I blame ’em, but I’m not seeing how many victory punches we got left.”

“Without the fires, we can no hold,” Torgar agreed quietly, so that only Shingles could hear.

“A stubborn bunch o’ trolls we got here,” the old dwarf added. “They’re taking their time. They know we got nowhere to run except the holes.”

“Any scouts come back dragging logs?” Torgar asked, for he had sent several runners out along side tunnels, hoping to find an out of the way exit in an area not patrolled by their enemies, in the hope that they might be able to sneak in some more wood.

“Most’re back, but none with any word that we’ve got trees to drag through. We got what we got now, and nothing more.”

“We’ll hold them as long as we can,” Torgar said, “but if we don’t break them in the next fight it’ll be our last battle out here in the open.”

“The boys’re already practicing their retreat formations,” Shingles assured him.

Torgar looked across his defensive line, to their partners in the struggle. He watched Galen Firth rousing his men once more, the tall man’s seemingly endless supply of energy flowing out in one prompting cheer after another.

“I’m not thinking our boys to be the trouble,” Torgar said.

“That Galen’s no less stubborn than the trolls,” Shingles agreed. “Might be a bit harder in convincing.”

“So Dagna learned.”

The two watched Galen’s antics a bit longer, then Torgar added, “When we get the last line o’ fires out at the trolls, and they’re not breaking, then we’re breaking ourselves, back into the tunnels. Galen and his boys can come if they want, or they can stay out here and get swallowed. No arguing on this. I’m not

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