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How is that possible? Tudagub reached for the brass rod tucked in his belt to the side and gazed at the rod that now laid in his open hands. Tudagub stood there confused, wondering if in the panic he had used the rod of lightning again. “I didn’t even mutter his goddamn name.” He looked up again to see that the giant that was trying to nail Bregor into the ground with his tree branch club was still fine. It had a few arrows sticking out of his thick skin that was slightly charred from the initial lightning strike, but it was still going strong chasing the two elves around. No, It wasn’t that. There was no flash of blinding light that fell from the overcast clouds in the dark sky. No, it wasn’t lightning at all.
Tudagub turned around as he heard the sound of metal clattering against the sand following the thump. There, nearing the coastlines and the coming tides, was a dark lump sticking out of the sand like a log on the