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them about you； about Ryld； and all of it。 All of it that I know。〃
Halisstra tried to take a deep breath but found her chest tight with anxiety。
〃Where are they？〃 Halisstra asked。
〃Far away；〃 replied Danifae； 〃and well prepared for their journey to the Abyss； but they sent Jeggred back with me。〃
Halisstra's blood ran even colder； and she said； 〃The draegloth？ Why？〃
〃To kill you both。〃
Halisstra looked madly around the ruin and found the crack in the wall she'd earlier seen Danifae standing in。 Though it meant turning her back on Danifae； Halisstra ran to the crack and began wildly scanning the dark swamp below for any sign of Ryld。 There was a pain in her chest she'd never felt before。 She couldn't see either the weapons master or the draegloth。
〃He's out there； I assure you；〃 said Danifae。
〃So you drew me here？〃 Halisstra asked； not turning from her fruitless search of the swamp below。 〃You drew us both into a trap？〃
〃Yes； I did；〃 said the former battle…captive； 〃but I can save you。 I can save you； but I can't save you both。〃
〃How can you stop a draegloth that has been sent to kill？〃 Halisstra asked。 She scowled； still scanning the swamp。 There were spaces where the trees were tall and thick enough to hide the surface all together。
Ryld must have gone in there； Halisstra thought； perhaps lured in by Jeggred。
〃I can't stop a draegloth；〃 Danifae admitted。 〃If Jeggred means to kill you both； he will； or Ryld will kill him； or I will kill him。 Either way； there will be deaths tonight。〃
Halisstra sighed； not sure what to do and afraid that Ryld was already dead。
〃I don't have to stop Jeggred；〃 Danifae continued； 〃or kill him。 Just go； and leave the rest to Ryld and me。 If the weapons master can best the draegloth； fine。 If not； I can convince Jeggred that I killed you。〃
〃Why would he trust you？〃 asked Halisstra。 〃He'll want to see my body 。。。 or part of it at least。 And what of Ryld？〃
〃Let me get you out of here；〃 the former battle…captive said。 〃Get enough distance between yourself and the draegloth while he's still engaged with the weapons master and we can e to some arrangement。 We'll have time to sort something out。〃
Halisstra shook her head and stepped away from the crack in the wall。
〃I won't leave Ryld。〃
Halisstra smiled at the finality of her statement and the feeling that went with it。
〃I can get you out of here fast；〃 Danifae said； 〃and I can move Ryld almost as easily； but it has to be one at a time。 e with me now； and I'll go back for the weapons master。〃
Halisstra studied her former servant's face and saw nothing。 Danifae didn't seem to be lying； but at the same time she didn't seem to be telling the truth。 It was as if all expression had been sanded from her face。 She was blank； impenetrable。 That scared Halisstra。
〃You've trusted me this far； Mistress。〃
Halisstra registered the return of the traditional title。
Danifae held out a hand to her former mistress； and said； 〃Trust me； Halisstra。〃
Confused； the First Daughter of House Melarn shook her head。
The former servant said； 〃The longer we do this； the longer your weapons master fights the draegloth 。 。 。 alone。〃
There was a brief moment of silence。 Halisstra sighed； stepped toward Danifae； and took her hand。 Eilistraee had been pushing her along for some time。 Halisstra knew that； and she felt pushed again。 She tried to remind herself of what she'd told Ryld； that Eilistraee was guiding her but no goddess was guiding Danifae。
As the interior of the ruined temple faded in a wave of vertigo and purple light to be replaced by a strange place somewhere that smelled and felt like the Underdark； Halisstra tried so hard to trust in Eilistraee that her head started to hurt。 She thought about Ryld and her eyes filled with tears。
The animal turned on Jeggred； and it was all claws and fangs。
The swamp creature ripped a deep furrow in Jeggred's abdomen with its foreclaws。 Blood welled up in the wound。 Jeggred didn't flinch or cry out。 Only a subtle narrowing of the half…demon's blazing red eyes indicated he'd felt the cut at all。 The draegloth stepped in； slashing with two of his four sets of claws； but the cat leaped to the side； avoiding the attack； and at the same time stepped in again； forcing Jeggred to defend himself。
The cat was making a good showing of it； and Ryld knew it was the best chance he would have to run。 By the time Jeggred managed to dispatch the beast…if he was able to at all…Ryld could be long gone。 Even if he could leave Halisstra； wherever he went Jeggred would follow。 If the draegloth had been sent to kill him； that's what he would do。
The cat bit at Jeggred； and the draegloth moved his arm in and allowed the creature to fasten its powerful jaws on his upper right wrist。 The fangs dented the draegloth's skin but didn't puncture it。 Smiling； steam pouring from his nostrils into the cold air； Jeggred drew the claws of both of his left hands along the cat's flanks。 The animal opened its mouth to howl in pain； and the half…demon's arm came free。
Jeggred let the animal cut him。 Four parallel lines of deep red blood traced behind the cat's raking claws。 The animal was trying to hurt the draegloth in any way it could； but it was wounded and desperate and was making rash decisions。 On the other hand； Jeggred only appeared feral。 He was in control of himself。 Ryld could see it in every twitch of the draegloth's eyes that anticipated the cat's attacks three or four moves ahead。 Though the animal clawed him； Jeggred got in closer and wrapped one of his bigger； stronger arms around the animal's belly。 The draegloth's claws made a popping sound when they punctured the cat's flesh； then a ripping sound as they opened its underside in three deep； ragged incisions。
Things started spilling out of the madly writhing animal。 Long ropes of intestines； things that must have been its kidneys； and other organs rode a torrent of steaming blood onto the spongy moss。 Jeggred held the animal close to him and squeezed until more came out and kept squeezing until the cat was dead。
Ryld stood a few paces away； watching； ready。 He thought back on his training and the single overriding principal of defending against claws。 Things with claws…any number of demons； trolls； and the like…stabbed then pulled down。 Claw attacks always came high and ripped down。 All he had to do was be ready for that。 There was the fact that anything that attacked with claws would never parry。 If Ryld set his blade against Jeggred's attack； the draegloth would avoid contact with the keen edge or risk dismemberment。 Ryld could use that to his advantage simply by defending against the draegloth's arms as if they were swords。 Jeggred would be put on the defensive by being unable to defend； and he wouldn't parry Ryld's attacks； but he would dodge。
The draegloth looked up from his still…quivering kill and bared his knifelike fangs at Ryld。 The weapons master stood his ground。 He wasn't as strong as Jeggred； and he might not be as fast； but he was smarter and bett