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  94. Also by DAVID KLASS
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I back up to the window. Feel the cold air. This is the pane his head struck and shattered!

I get an idea and glance down. Shards of broken glass glint on the floor. He springs at me, and I bend, scoop up a glass shard in my hands, and stab upward.

I aim for his throat, but he turns his head and I only succeed in slicing him open from ear to jaw.

The Dark Lord staggers back with a bellow of pain and rage. “I will make you wish that whore of Dann never gave birth to you,” he growls, and comes in for the kill.

I’ve never seen anyone move so fast. He’s a blur, coming right at me, and there’s no time to get out of the way. I try a kick, but he blocks it with such force that he breaks my right leg.

I collapse, screaming in pain, and crawl away from him across the floor.

The Dark Lord laughs. “Where are you going, young one? You do remind me of your father sometimes. He screamed and tried to crawl away, also. But I had my fun with him, and we’re just getting started here.”

P.J. sees my agony and screams, and he turns and smiles at her. “You’re next, my dear. Wait your turn.”

He steps toward me again, and this time I’m absolutely helpless. I roll away as far as I can, till I hit the wall. And then I just lie there and wait for him.

He stands above me, enjoying my fear for a long second. “So,” he says, “this is the Prince of Dann, the light of the world, the beacon of hope?” Then he reaches down. But before his fingers close on me, all the lights in the chamber suddenly blink back on.

As if guessing what’s about to happen the Dark Lord whirls around, just in time to see the blue hatch door explode inward.

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Kidah steps into the room.

“So you’ve come,” the Dark Lord whispers, and there’s fear and fury in his voice.

“Yes, I’ve come to stop you,” Kidah answers calmly. “This world has enough problems of its own without a monster like you.”

The Dark Lord has no answer for that except an all-out attack. He forgets about me and runs right at the wizard. It’s like a tarantula charging a tiny white mouse.

But the mouse doesn’t give an inch. Kidah stands his ground, and raises a hand. A white light shoots out of his palm and zaps into the Dark Lord. It seems to cling to him, to play about him, to grow brighter and brighter.