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Paths of Glory: The Wizard's Tower, Page 5
Rich Cerow
You zip through the air at lightning speed, and feel the glorious rush of the air
through your long, flowing locks. So enraptured are you with your newly-gifted flight,
that you nearly forget the next step on your quest, facing the deadly dragon. As you
Braaaargh! Buyre me a crotton crandy! Growl!
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soar past the countryside, you begin to notice a discoloration in the landscape, the
trees leafless and ashen.
"I must be approaching the dragon's keep," you think to yourself. "I must stand
ready and strong to face off against this hideous beast."
As your sword slowly eases you to the ground, you hear the monstrous roar of the beast
from within the bowels of its subterranean home. As you inch ever closer to the mouth of
the cave, you hear the thundering footsteps of the beast hulking towards you. Fear rushes
through your veins, only to be replaced swiftly by an icy chill and steely resolve. Muscles
tense, and you stand at the ready.
With the stink of sulfur, the dragon rises from its home, and stands towering above you.
The Key! The key! You can see it dangling from the monster's neck; your prize, and the freedom
of your people is close at hand.
But, wait! The dragon does not strike. You eye each other curiously. Your sword gleans
in the setting sun. Smoke curls from the dragon's flaring nostrils. It examines the weapon
in your hand without a hint of fear. Your sword calls out for blood...
Do you thrust at the dragon, hoping to kill it and claim the key
as your own? Turn to page 6.
Do you wait and see what move the dragon makes, hoping your defensiceness
gives you an davantage in the ensuing battle? Turn to page 7.
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