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Ratflank kicked out at a huddled form wrapped in sacking. A rawboned fox wearing brass earrings leaped up. "Keep your stupid paws off me, lumphead," he snarled. "I'm not one of your dimwit soldiers. We only take orders from Bane." Ratflank hurried away, narrowly dodging the bared yellow fangs. Bane and Tsarmina paced restlessly about in the entrance hall. The fox banged his paw against a doorpost. 274

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"What's keeping them?" he asked impatiently. "It'll be noon by the time we get going at this rate." Tsarmina gritted her teeth, turning, she screeched toward the barracks, "Brogg, Ratfiank, get them out here double quick, or I'll come in there and move you myself!"

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The first bunch came tumbling out, adjusting tunics, clattering shields on spears. "Here's mine. Where's your crew, Bane?" Tsarmina smirked. Moments later, Bane's mercenaries strolled casually out in the rear of the uniformed soldiers. The fox commander struck his curved sword against a shield until he got order. "Right, you lot. Same drill as yesterday梥kirmish line, comb the woods, keep your eyes peeled and your wits about you. When we find them, remember: no mercy!" The horde moved out toward the parade ground in the courtyard. As the first half-dozen soldiers passed through the doorway into the open, there was a harsh shout from the woodland fringe. "Fire!" A hiss of vicious weaponry cut the air. The six soldiers fell in their tracks, cut down by arrows and javelins. "Retreat, retreat, get back inside, quick!" Bane ordered hastily. There was panic as the back ranks coming forward stumbled into the front ranks retreating. More troops fell, transfixed by flying death. "What's going on out there?" Tsarmina yelled at Bane.replica chanel replica chanel purse replica chanel bags replica chanel handbags fake chanel chanel watches replica replica chanel watches replica chanel sunglasses chanel sunglasses replica

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272 quarter blood channel. It was perfectly balanced against the hilt, which had been restrapped with hard black leather and finished with a ruby-red pommel stone and curving scrolled crosspiece where it joined the marvelous blade.

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Never in his wildest dreams had Martin imagined such a thing. Since they left Mossflower on the quest, he had more or less forgotten the broken hilt that hung about his neck. Caught up in the adventures and perils they had been through, he had used whatever he had to梐 sling, a piece of wood as a stave梟ever expecting to see his father's sword restored to a newness that far outshone its humble beginnings. Now, suddenly, he felt the warlike blood of his ancestors rising at the sight of a fighting weapon few were chosen to look upon, let alone own. The feeling of destiny lay strong upon him as he picked up the fascinating weapon in one paw. His hackles rose and the blood gorged in his face, flashing across his eyes. Now he was the Warrior! Everyone moved back to the walls as the warrior mouse took his sword in both paws. He held it straight out, letting the point rise slightly to feel the heft of the weapon. Suddenly Martin began sweeping it in circles, up, down, and around. The steel blade whooshed and sang eerily on its own wind, the bystanders followed its every move as if hypnotized. Martin leaped onto Boar's anvil, still swinging his sword. There was an audible ping as he sliced the tip from the anvil horn. It ricocheted oft the rock walls. They ducked instinctively as it hummed past like an angry wasp, leaving the singing blade unmarked. "Tsarmina, can you hear me?" Martin roared out above the voice of the howling blade. "I am Martin the Warrior. I am coming back to Mossflowemrrrrrrr!''

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273 An hour before dawn, Brogg was rubbing sleep from his eyes. He flopped his Thousand Eye Captain's cloak about him and stumbled into the main billet with Ratflank. They kicked at prostrate forms, pulling tattered blankets from sleeping soldiers. "Come on, you lot," they ordered. "Up on your paws. It's invasion time again." Grumbling and protesting, the troops sat up, scratching at their fur, wiping paws across eyes. "Gaw! I was bavin* a lovely dream there." "Huh, me too. I dreamed we were getting a proper hot breakfast." "You'll be lucky, bucko. Bread and water, and be glad of it." "Where's this fat of the land we're all supposed to be living off? That's what I'd like to know."replica chanel replica chanel purse replica chanel bags replica chanel handbags fake chanel chanel watches replica replica chanel watches replica chanel sunglasses chanel sunglasses replica

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"Yes, otherwise the poor old bean might keel over with suspense." There was a twinkle in Boar's eye as he turned to Lupin, the wife of ButTheart. "What d'you think, Lupin? Is he ready for this?" Lupin waggled her long ears humorously as hares do.

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"Oh, I suppose so. Anyhow, we'll soon find out."

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Boar had moved to the edge of the forge and was toying with something wrapped in soft barkcloth. "While you slept last night, my hares and I worked until after dawn had broken," he said at last. "I have made something for you, Martin." The warrior mouse felt the hairs rising on the back of his neck. He gulped with excitement as Boar continued. "One night while out on patrol, our Lupin here saw a star fall from the sky. She found the spot where it landed. A lump of hot metal was buried deep in the sand. When it cooled she dug it out and brought it back to me. Last night I put sea coal and charcoal in my forge; more than ever before, I made Salamandastron glow so hot that it could be seen in lands far across the sea. I had to梙alf the night had gone before the metal became soft. I hammered it out, oiled it, folded it many times against itself on my anvil, all the time reciting the names of every great warrior I had known or could think of. I spoke your name on the final hammer blow. Here, Martin. This is yours." Everyone gathered round, including the three travelers, who were back from their tour of the mountain. They held their breath as Martin carefully unwrapped the barkcloth, layer by layer. It was the sword! Double-edged, keener than a razor, it lay glittering and twinkling, a myriad of steely lights. Its tip was pointed like a mountain peak in midwinter, the deadly blade had a three-replica chanel replica chanel purse replica chanel bags replica chanel handbags fake chanel chanel watches replica replica chanel watches replica chanel sunglasses chanel sunglasses replica