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As the Shadakine warrior crumples and falls, the excited mob roars its approval. They hail you as a hero and crowd around you cheering. A new sound floats on the harbour wind and the uproar subsides. You can hear the clatter of pounding hooves and the rumble of thundering wheels. A wave of panic ripples through the crowd. ‘The Wheels of Death!’ someone shouts.

Three war chariots, driven by whip-wielding Shadakine, hurtle into the harbour. The chariot wheels have blades protruding from their hubs, and as the Shadakine plough into the crowd, the blades scythe down anyone in their path.

In the confused panic, you see a chance to escape into a dark, narrow street.

If you wish to run towards the main entrance, turn to 50.

If you wish to run down the narrow street, turn to 40.