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You dig your heels in the stallion’s flanks and it launches into a thunderous gallop. You come within ten paces of the demon line; the light from the Moonstone, which you hold aloft, shines brightly on their faces. With the first touch of its rays, the pack emits a chorus of wailing and anguished shrieks. They scatter in all directions, shielding their grotesque faces and squirming to avoid the Moonstone’s light. However, before your charge can hit home, they disappear: they must have teleported to the portal in the Hills of Tilos. You slow the white stallion and proceed at a gentler pace.
