Chapter sixteen
Chapter sixteen In the Hall of SpectersUneasily, we stared about. The lady Ariane said, flatly, that she could not go on any farther. So we made a camp in a corner where two walls joined at not quite a right angle and where the serried ranks of crypts were empty of corpses. It was a case of cold tack until some foraging Chuliks returned with smashed coffins. These burned with an eerie blue light; but on them were cooked up a meal and brewed Kregan tea. Just then a Specter of Mutual Loathing walked in. He looked just like a young and lissome youth, naked, long of hair, smooth of skin. He was smiling in friendly fashion. “Leave him alone!” called the Wizard of Loh. But one of the Chulik mercenaries — he was not a hyr-paktun — could not resist. With a grunt of contempt and loathing he sl
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