Chapter 30
Gul’dan’s eyes reflected the fire spewing forth from the dragons’ gaping maws, and a part of him was convinced that it would be those flames that sent him to Saradomin’s golden halls. All around him the men, elves and dwarves cowered in fear, but some had overcome the terrible and unnatural fear that dragons create in all beings around them. Terror took hold of Gul’dan’s mind and held it; he couldn’t think, he couldn’t see properly and the noises around him bombarded his ears in a smudge so that nothing was understandable.
Gul’dan was not a fighter, and try as he might he couldn’t shake the terror. He felt himself collapse from the weight of the terror, and as the terror dug deeper everything began to fade to black.
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Malytryx felt nothing but hatred staring into the eyes of the goblin above him. The goblin’s face was still twisted into a distorted smile that spoke of evil. The goblin pulled back its arm in preparation for the fatal blow. Malytryx’s eyes locked with those of the goblin, and so deep was the hatred in his eyes that for a split second the goblin hesitated, giving Maly*tryx all the time he needed.
Malytryx dropped himself to the ground and rolled swiftly away from the goblin even as the goblin thrust downward. Malytryx leapt up and as the goblin’s blade hammered into the ground he stomped on it with a terrible force that snapped the low quality steel in half. The goblin looked up in terror, and it was that expression that was frozen forever on his face by Maly*tryx’s sword.
For a few seconds after he killed the goblin Maly*tryx could do little but stare at the dead goblin, panting. Soon he remembered why he had been on the ground in the first place and quickly turned to see Edlenmin. Already at Edlenmin’s side was Baragûr, and judging by the look on his face the damage was grave. Kneeling down he saw why Baragûr’s visage was so grim.
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