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“And we’ll get rid of all the others, too,” Lar said half under his breath, but in a very determined, if squeaky, tone.
“Yes, well, we’ll have to be on our guard,” Adam warned. “See how easy it is for Pride to take hold of one of us.”
They looked doubtfully from one door to another. Once more, the gold letters flashed:
WELCOME. PLEASE ENTER
on one of the doors.
“Not that one then,” Palustric growled.
“Yes, that one!” Adam said. “Pride is bluffing.”
They opened the door and slipped inside, at once finding themselves deep in a beechwood. Orange and russet leaves that crackled under their feet littered the ground. As Adam spoke, a startled jay flew off calling skaaak, skaaak in alarm between the trunks which reached up tall towards the almost completely hidden sky. “Strange, you wo
