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world. All will bow before me as I become the Queen of Terreth.”
    Glancing down at the halfway-encased dwarf, she chuckled. “You shouldn’t have trusted me. You should’ve listened to your instincts and not come into this cave. But, thanks to you and your foolish friends, Terreth will feel the bite of the Spinner once more. Take to the grave the knowledge that all your friends and family will die due to your failure.”
    With a nod of her head, the spiders went back to work encasing the paralyzed dwarf. 
    ‘Lalith, my daughter....’ came a soft, wispy voice through the darkness of the cave.
    Hearing her goddess’ voice, Lalith’s blood froze. It was a strange sensation, one that both frightened and excited her at the same time. Turning to face the cocoon, Lalith dropped to one knee. “Yes my goddess, I am yours to command.”
    ‘You have done well but there is still much to be done before my return. Return to the Highlands, rejoin with my servant Blackfang. Aid him. While you were in the Lowlands we had intruders. They penetrated all the way to the Vault.’
    ‘The axe and scroll are once more in play. This heralds the coming of the Chosen One. The son of the Dhyana shall be born before the next midsummer’s eve. I know it. I can feel it. Only he can truly disrupt our plans. Search the lands to the north and seek out this Chosen One. He and all his kinsmen must be destroyed to ensure our reign. The gods are still blind to our plans, now is the time to act.’
    “As you command my goddess, it will be as if the Chosen One and his people never existed.”
    Darnac draped her robes around her shoulders and the two shadow elves wound their way out of the tomb. Casting a spell, Lalith and Darnac began to float up the side of the mountain cliff, off to do the bidding of her goddess.
    Clotho the Spinner flexed her mighty legs against the silken strands of her cocoon. 
    Soon! 
    Soon, she would be strong enough to climb out of this cocoon and begin her reign of terror on Terreth once more.
    This time, the gods would not be able to stand against her, only the Chosen One and his nine followers could do that. But with Lalith’s help, the child of prophecy would die before he would ever have the chance to gather the Legendary Nine.
    With his death Clotho’s reign of terror and destruction would be guaranteed, this time.
    Unseen by all, Quglie slipped out the passageway and into the night. He paused in the shadows to watch the two dark elves float up the cliff. The ever-practical halfling shrugged his shoulders before hiking back to the waiting horses.

Chapter 4
    A low growl issued from the massive white wolf as it paused and took in the scene before it. A bone-chilling breeze was blowing from the north bringing with it a few flakes of snow but it also carried the sweet scent of fear. Outlined by the full moon, the white wolf seemed overly large and unearthly; the pale moonlight glistened off its bared teeth. For a brief moment no one moved or spoke, the only sound was the wind.
    One of Blackfang’s men pointed at the huge white wolf and backed up several steps. “Luna, forgive us!”
    Lifting its head the white wolf howled once, long and loud. The sound echoing off of the pillars was deafening. That was enough for Blackfang’s men as they fled into dark forest leaving their leader to deal with the ghostly wolf.
    With a snarl, the great white wolf launched itself at renegade barbarian. Taken slightly off guard by the sudden attack, Blackfang barely managed to drop Tatianna and get his arm up to protect his throat before the wolf landed on him. Dropping back, he rolled over and quickly kicked up with his legs throwing off the huge canine.
    Blackfang quickly shifted into his full wolf form and the battle was joined in earnest. They were like two sides of a coin, similar yet completely different.
    The white wolf positioned itself between the battered Tatianna and the wolf form of Blackfang. Holding his head high and his