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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 3321472" data-attributes="member: 3285">Deus Ex Machina - Part 7c: Training RoomWith a roar, Cal tore out of the sticky strands.  He hit the marionette with his axe so hard that it snapped free from its moorings and smashed into the giggling gnome.  They both lay crumpled in a heap.  Cal’s earflaps were spread wide and his pupils dilated.  He bared his fangs and roared again.“Cal!” shouted Beldin.  “The web!  Cut me down!”Another mighty swing dropped Beldin to his feet.“Now,” said the dwarf, advancing on Khorbon.  “You and I have some unfinished business.”Khorbon pulled a flute from his robes.  “Yes we do,” he replied.  “I don’t think you’ve heard the Unspeakable One’s call. Let me play you a few notes, you can dance to it.” He put his lips to the flute.A throwing axe shivered in Khorbon’s chest before he could finish.  “Dwarves don’t dance,” said Beldin.  Khorbon fell on his face, dead.Ilmarė finished burning her way through the webs.  She looked thoroughly irritated.There was a crash as a large white and red blur, armed with an axe larger than Cal’s, slammed into the big lizard.  They struggled back and forth, two axe hafts pressed against each other.“What the hell is that?” asked Beldin.“That,” said Ilmarė, “is Ambrose’s costume.”</blockquote>