By David Eddings
Sparhawk, Pandion Knight, and Queen's Champion have lower back to Elenia after ten years of exile, in basic terms to discover younger Queen Ehlanda trapped in a block of ensorcelled crystal. As Sparhawk units out to discover a medication for Ehlana, he discovers that simply he can defeat the evil plots that threaten her rule....
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Sparhawk known as to his pal, then led Tynian, Ulath, and the 2 strangers opposed to the dazed survivors in their first assault. Tynian’s broadsword had a wider blade than these of the Pandions and hence very much extra weight. That weight made the weapon savagely effective, and Tynian minimize via flesh or armour with equivalent ease. Ulath’s awl, in fact, had no finesse or subtlety. He hewed at males as a woodsman could hew at timber. Sparhawk in brief observed one of many unusual Pandions upward thrust in his stirrups to bring an unlimited overhand blow. What the knight held in its gauntleted fist, although, used to be now not a sword, yet relatively that very same form of gleaming nimbus that were given to Sephrenia within the shabby upstairs condominium in Chyrellos by way of the insubstantial ghost of Sir Lakus. The nimbus seemed to move thoroughly throughout the physique of the awkward mercenary the Pandion confronted. The man’s face went totally white, and he stared down at his chest in horror, yet there has been no blood, and his rust-splotched armour remained intact. With a shriek of terror, he threw his sword away and fled. Then Sparhawk’s awareness was once diverted by way of one other enemy. whilst the final of the ambushers had fallen, Sparhawk wheeled Faran to visit the help of Bevier and Kalten, yet observed that it used to be mostly pointless. 3 of the boys who had come charging out of the elm grove have been already down. one other used to be doubled over in his saddle with either arms pressed to his abdominal. the opposite have been making an attempt desperately to parry the blows of Kalten’s sword and Bevier’s Lochaber awl. Kalten feinted together with his sword then easily slapped his opponent’s weapon out of his hand, while Bevier lopped the pinnacle off his guy with a virtually informal backhand swipe. ‘Don’t kill him! ’ Sparhawk shouted to Kalten because the blond guy raised his sword. ‘But—’ Kalten protested. ‘I are looking to query him. ’ Kalten’s face grew bleak with unhappiness as Sparhawk rode again around the littered turf in the direction of him and Bevier. Sparhawk reined Faran in. ‘Get off your horse,’ he instructed the apprehensive and exhausted captive. the fellow slid down. Like that worn by way of his fallen partners, his armour was once a mish-mash of unrivaled items. It used to be rusty and dented in areas, however the sword Kalten had knocked from his hand used to be polished and sharp. ‘You’re a mercenary, I take it,’ Sparhawk stated to him. ‘Yes, my Lord,’ the guy faltered in a Pelosian accessory. This didn’t prove too good, did it? ’ Sparhawk requested in a nearly comradely style. the man laughed nervously, taking a look at the carnage round him. ‘No, my Lord, on no account the way in which we anticipated. ’ ‘You did your best,’ Sparhawk acknowledged to him. ‘Now, we’ll desire the identify of the guy who employed you. ’ ‘I didn’t ask his identify, my Lord. ’ ‘Describe him then. ’ ‘I-I can't, my Lord. ’ This interview goes to get much much less friendly, I think,’ Kalten acknowledged. ‘Stand him in a fire,’ Ulath advised. ‘I’ve continually cherished pouring boiling pitch within their armour-slowly,’ Tynian acknowledged. Thumbscrews,’ Bevier acknowledged firmly. ‘You see the way it is, neighbour,’ Sparhawk stated to the now ashen-faced prisoner.