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The gnolls snarled and crept toward the pair of dwarves, savoring their dread. The man was bloodied and held only the pitiful remains of a broken sword. The other, a mage, lifted her hands in concentration as she tried to draw any lingering magic within her.

When it was all but certain that they were done for, a raging fire spewed forth from her hands and swept through the horde before them. The monsters, incinerated, fell as charred corpses to the ground:: the foul smell of their burnt fur wafting through the corridor around them.

Without hesitation, the battered duo ran toward the exit, taking care to crush any stirring gnolls beneath their heels as they ran.

"I thought ye were tapped out, Farra!" said the man.

"So did I!" said the mage.

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