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The Commander's jaw dropped at the sight of the bloody scene. The wounds
inflicted on the now barely recognizable thugs were savage, certainly
caused by some kind of wild animal. An awed and stunned silence followed,
and Fred took advantage of the opportunity. In a flash, he sprang accross
the room and was out the door at the far end of the chamber. The commander
didn't even react until Fred had put a considerable distance between
himself and the guardsmen. "Er - what the - after him, you dolts!" he babbled as he awoke from his confused trance, his face cadaverous and pale. The men dashed after the mysterious Geohound, leaving the Commander alone in the messy room. He went over and examined the mangled corpses. He needed a draught of ale and a cheap whore. This was all very disturbing,and somewhere he smelt black magic, like a vague but foul odor hanging in the musty air...
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