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At the last possible moment, you leap into the air, far above the streaming hail of lead. You feel as if something tugs at your skin, your cape, and your flesh, but it is of no consequence, for you are past feeling, past harm, as if either your skills, or some personification of deity protects you. Coming crashing down again, you smash into their line, dealing death on all sides of the startled dwarves. In seconds they are back on their feet, but only as more of your troops rush in. In seconds the Dwarven line is scattered, but for you, the vendetta is personal. Seeking out their leader, you find him in a minute and face off with him.

Bor Dwarf Leader: Combat Skill 22 Endurance 26

If you win this combat, turn to 9.

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