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Fred readied his sword, and Astra held her stick in one hand and the
bottle of holy water in the other. There were further shrieks every ten
seconds or so, if anything even louder than the one that had woken them.
The source of them was definitely getting closer. Neither Fred nor Astra
had any doubt that it was the archdemon, the Haerjoord as Zarach had
called it. Probably it would have some lesser demons with it.
But then the shrieks seemed to become a little less loud. Fred let out the breath that until that moment he had not realised he had been holding. "I think it's moving away again." Astra tried to determine the direction of the sounds. "I think it's heading for the temple," she said. "It appears that it has bigger fish than us to fry. Or maybe it simply does not realise that we are in here." "Surely it can have no chance against the monks? Even the threat of one flask of holy water being thrown at it was enough to make it retreat." "Evidently it thinks differently. It's certainly not concerned about stealth. Its shrieks would wake the dead." "Had we better go and see if we can help the monks?"
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