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- The Supreme Grand Master opened his eyes. He was lying on his back. Brother Dunnykin was preparing to give him the kiss of life. The mere thought was enough to jerk anyone from the borders of consciousness.
- He sat up, trying to shed the feeling that he weighed several tons and was covered in scales.
- “We did it, ” he whispered. “The dragon! It came! I felt it!”
- The Brethren glanced at one another.
- “We never saw nothing, ” said Brother Plasterer.
- “I might of seen something, ” said Brother Watch-tower loyally.
- “No, not here, ” snapped the Supreme Grand Master. “You hardly want it to materialize here, do you? It was out there, in the city. Just for a few seconds... ”
- He pointed. “Look!”
- The Brethren turned around guiltily, expecting at any moment the hot flame of retribution.
- In the centre of the circle the magic items were gently crumbling to dust. Even as they watched, Brother Dunnykin's amulet collapsed.
- “Sucked dry, ” whispered Brother Fingers. “I'll be damned!”
- ***
- Guards Guards - p47-48
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