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By Elaine Cunningham

The intriguing end to the newest Elaine Cunningham trilogy.

The Wizardwar completes the Forgotten Realms Counselors & Kings trilogy, which bargains with characters and occasions within the state of Halruaa. The order of counselors defined through the sequence is exclusive to Halruaa and to this trilogy, hence making this set of titles the single position Forgotten Realms lovers can locate info on those characters and this setting.

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Why, Zalathorm! Take care, or I shall suspect you of harboring doubts approximately our friendship! ” “Doubts? I don’t comprehend that's the higher perversion: the use you will have made from this gem, or the monster you made from the guy I as soon as referred to as good friend. ” Akhlaur despatched a droll look towards his apprentice. Noor stood over the slain wizard, either fingers clasped over her mouth and tears streaming down her wonderful face. The necromancer took no observe of her misery. “Tiresome, isn’t he? ” he stated, tipping his head in Zalathorm’s path. “What can one anticipate of a guy whose family members motto is simply too silly to die? ’ ” Zalathorm lifted the gem as though in problem, then speedily traced a spell together with his loose hand. each wizard within the room reflected his deft gestures. The room exploded into white gentle and shrieking strength. Kiva dropped and hugged the ground of her cage because the tower wrenched freed from its moorings and soared above the woodland cover. back she smiled, for the ability of this casting used to be as nice as any magic she’d continued at Akhlaur’s arms. relocating a complete tower, a wizard’s tower—Akhlaur’s tower! —was an stunning feat! instantly she sensed Zalathorm’s rationale, and back she dared to pray. whilst the tower shuddered to a cease, Kiva closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, as though she might draw the woodland into herself. Senses she may possibly by no means describe to a human informed her the place the tower now rested. Deep within the swamp was once a rift carved into the land by way of a long-ago cataclysm recognized to the elves because the Sundering. The rift was once a hidden position, an appropriate tomb for Akhlaur’s tower—and a spot faraway from the laraken and its magic-draining energy. Kiva hauled herself to her knees and appeared approximately for the necromancer. He stood crouched in protect place, brandishing a skull-headed scepter and an ebony wand like a couple of swords. Her throat clenched in dread, for she knew the spells saved in those guns and knew Akhlaur may possibly carry off magical assaults for a long time. but he didn't strike. Her gaze slid to the necromancer’s face. A wondered second handed prior to she understood his wild eyes, his twisted expression. Akhlaur used to be afraid. in fact! the paranormal rain had stripped away even those robust guns! Akhlaur’s self belief had rested upon his laraken and its skill to strip spells from different wizards and move them to its grasp. Now the tower were got rid of way past the laraken’s looking floor, and no new magic flowed to the ready scepter and wand. Akhlaur’s frantic gaze sought out his apprentice. The laraken! ” he howled to Noor, brandishing his scepter on the circling wizards within the demeanour of 1 who makes an attempt to carry off wolves with a stick. “Summon the laraken! ” Kiva laughed. The sound was once ragged, but it rang with either hatred and triumph. Noor wouldn't do as Akhlaur requested. The slain wizard have been her father—Kiva knew this in her blood and bones, simply as she knew the spirit of the previous wizard used to be now imprisoned within the red megastar, in addition to Kiva’s kinfolk. The ache and guilt on Noor’s face while the white-haired wizard died used to be as widely used to Kiva because the sound of her personal heartbeat.

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