Swords Against Wizardry by Fritz Leiber ...
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closely at the nearest tiny gray dust pile and shaking her head.<br />
"Not even a gallstone," the Mouser echoed harshly. "My rune was dire."<br />
"Not even a tooth," Ivivis reechoed, rubbing curiously if somewhat callously<br />
through the pile. "Nothing to send their mothers."<br />
"Their mothers can have their diapers to fold away with their ba<strong>by</strong> ones," the<br />
Mouser said irascibly though somewhat uncomfortably. "Oh, Ivivis, sorcerers<br />
don't have mothers!"<br />
"But what happens to our Lord Gwaay now that his protectors are gone?"<br />
Ivivis demanded more practically. "You saw how Hasjarl's sendings struck him<br />
last night when they but dozed. And if anything happens to Gwaay, then what<br />
happens to us?"<br />
Again the Mouser shrugged. "If my rune reached Hasjarl's twenty-four<br />
wizards and blasted them too, then no harm's been done -- except to sorcerers,<br />
and they all take their chances, sign their death warrants when they speak their<br />
first spells -- 'tis a dangerous trade.<br />
"In fact," he went on with argumentative enthusiasm, "we've gained. Twentyfour<br />
enemies slain at cost of but a dozen -- no, eleven total casualties on our side -<br />
- why, that's a bargain any warlord would jump at! Then with the sorcerers all out<br />
of the way -- except for the Brothers themselves, and Flindach -- that warty<br />
blotchy one is someone to be reckoned with! -- I'll meet and slay this champion of<br />
Hasjarl's and we'll carry all before us. And if..."<br />
His voice trailed off. It had occurred to him to wonder why he himself hadn't<br />
been blasted <strong>by</strong> his own spell. He had never suspected, until now, that he might<br />
be a sorcerer of the First Rank -- having despite a youthful training in countrysorceries<br />
only dabbled in magic since. Perhaps some metaphysical trick or logical<br />
fallacy was involved.... If a sorcerer casts a rune that midway of the casting blasts<br />
_all_ sorcerers, _provided the casting be finished_, then does he blast himself<br />
or...? Or perhaps indeed, the Mouser began to think boastfully, he was unknown<br />
to himself a magus of the First Rank, or even higher, or --<br />
In the silence of his thinking, he and Ivivis became aware of approaching<br />
footsteps, first a multitudinous patter but swiftly a tumult. The gray-clad man<br />
and the slavegirl had hardly time to exchange a questioning apprehensive look<br />
when there burst through the draperies, tearing them down, eight or nine of<br />
Gwaay's chiefest henchmen, their faces death-pale, their eyes staring like<br />
madmen's. They raced across the chamber and out the opposite archway almost<br />
before the Mouser could recover from where he'd dodged out of their way.<br />
But that was not the end of the footsteps. There was a last pair coming down<br />
the black corridor and at a strange unequal gallop, like a cripple sprinting, and<br />
with a squushy slap at each tread. The Mouser crossed quickly to Ivivis and put<br />
an arm around her. He did not want to be standing alone at this moment, either.<br />
Ivivis said, "If your Great Spell missed Hasjarl's sorcerers, and their diseasespells<br />
struck through to Gwaay, now undefended..."<br />
Her whisper trailed off fearfully as a monstrous figure clad in dark scarlet<br />
robes lurched <strong>by</strong> swift convulsive stages into view. At first the Mouser thought it<br />
must be Hasjarl of the Mismated Arms, from what he'd heard of that one. Then<br />
he saw that its neck was collared <strong>by</strong> gray fungus, its right cheek crimson, its left<br />
black, its eyes dripping green ichor and its nose spattering clear drops. As the<br />
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