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The wizard heeds your cry and spins around just in time to loose a searing bolt of energy at the Giak. The creature’s head disintegrates in flames and its twitching body falls in a heap at the foot of the pillar. The Giak officer sees you and shouts, ‘Ogot … Ogot!’ to his cowering troops, who quickly run away from the ruins to the safety of the forest beyond.
The young wizard wipes his brow, and walks towards you, his hand extended in gratitude and friendship.
