war of the spider queen 1 dissolution-第144章
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e home for the night。 With few drow about to contest them for possession of the streets; the undercreatures had erupted from their kennels to kill; loot; and destroy。 Pharaun couldn't make out indinotviduals; but he could see the mobs as great surging; formless masses like the living jellies that infested certain caverns; and he could certainly see the fires they were setting。 He could smell the strange; foul smoke of burning stone; and he could hear the goblins shouting。
Perhaps the embattled moners looked to the noble Houses for succor。 If so; they waited in vain。 Sorcerous power flashed white and red from the windows and baileys of the stalactite castles as the nobles strugnotgled with their own rebellious slave soldiers。 For the time being; at least; the drow were pinned down; unable to brace the marauders outside their own walls。
A house was growing larger and larger beneath Pharaun's boots。 He made himself lighter than air but still slammed down hard。 The impact knocked the wind and the sense out of him; and when his wits returned; he was bouncing upward again。
Restoring a portion of his weight; he achieved a more graceful landing; flattened himself against the roof; and peered about。 The goblins weren't running amok in his immediate vicinity…not yet…so he jumped down onto the street。 Glad the Bazaar was just three blocks away; he dashed in that direction。
He'd almost reached his destination when a motley assortment of scaly little kobolds; pig…faced ores; and shaggy; hulking bugbears surged from an alley。 So far; the revolt was going well for them。 They'd manage to lay their hands on spears; swords; and axes; and bloody them; too。
Pharaun ran even faster。 A javelin flew past him; but the thralls didn't chase him。 Evidently they were more interested in other prey。
When the wizard reached the marketplace; he cursed; for the riot had arrived there ahead of him。 Undercreatures were looting and burning the stalls; creating patches of dazzling glare。 Some of the merchants had fled。 Others attempted to defend their wares; unsuccessfully if they relied on goblin underlings for assistance。
Pharaun skirted the edge of the Bazaar; witnessing scenes of carnage as he skulked along。 Laughing; a goblin flogged his master's corpse with a scourge。 A bugbear used her manacles to strangle a merchant。 Trapped in a blazing stone pen; riding lizards hissed and scuttled back and forth in fear。
The first stall Pharaun had hoped to find intact was burning merrily; and the second was crawling with gnolls; growling; whining; and barking as they pawed through the vendor's goods。 The Master of Sorcere knew of only one more possibility on the perimeter of the Bazaar。 Should that one be lost to him as well; he would either have to venture deeper into the burning; ore…infested maze of stalls or conceive another plan。
Warty; bearded ogres overturned a twelve…wheeled wagon; dumping out the dark elves who'd been making a stand inside。 A walking mushroom; taller than any of the brutes; and; with its slender; fluted stem; far more graceful; swung wide to avoid the little massacre。
Pharaun slipped around the slaughter as well。 A few more strides brought him to a scene that; after the carnage he'd just witnessed; seemed almost unreal。 The westernmost portion of the marketplace was quiet。 Some of the merchants had armed themselves and taken up positions outnotside their tents and kiosks; but they seemed calm and unafraid。
Over the course of an adventurous life; Pharaun had witnessed the same phenomenon before。 Under the proper circumstances; it was possible for folk to remain essentially oblivious to a pitched battle raging just a few yards away。
The wizard ran on。 Ahead; a luminous green circle scribed on the ground surrounded a modious stall built of hardened fungus。 A heavyset male stood in the doorway with an arbalest in his hand and a toad; his familiar; squatting on his shoulder。 He wore a nightshirt; and his feet were bare。 The merchant scowled when he spotted Pharaun。
〃Stay back;〃 he said; his throaty voice even deeper than Ryld's。
Pharaun halted; took a breath; and wound up cough