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Mianthrill the armour of the gods, forged from light itself. The tainted blade struck the armour with a great force yet no mark remained. Thom was thrown to the floor; shocked and confused; he came to the sudden realisation he was alive. Sudden enthusiasm overwhelmed him. Right arm raised in the air “Al marancherion, me Antheron!” “Rise warriors of the light!” Instinctly Thom unsheathed his sword and thrust it into the side of his opponent. Along the plains that stretched out beneath the deadly mountains of Karich, surrounded and guarded by the Shayoch towers of the Dark One. The warriors of the light pressed forward