Chapter 28 Chapter 24 The Connection Between Realms and Realms

"Get out of the way, you oily bastard!" Bruno yelled. Standing with his feet wide apart, the giant servant reached down to grab the dwarf with one of its large hands, and Bruenor struck the hand down quickly. "They won't listen," he murmured.He stooped and rushed under the giant's legs, then straightened, the poor chamberlain unable to keep his footing with the remaining horn of his helmet.For the second time that day, its eyes rolled up and down, and this time it pressed its hands to the fresh wound below. Bruno's gray eyes turned to Pook with murderous hatred.However, the guild master didn't seem to care. In fact, it was difficult for the dwarves to pay attention to this person.His focus was on the crossbow, the arrow loaded and aimed at him.

   When Drizzt rushed up, there was only pure anger in his heart, and he was very angry that these cute monsters from the netherworld actually hurt Catti-brie like this. His goal is simply one: a small piece of light in the darkness, leading back to the gate of the world he belongs to. His two knives led the way, and Drizzt sneered at the thought of cutting the flesh and blood of these monsters, but when the dark elf came near the gate, his movements slowed down, and his anger was caused by seeing the target while cooling.He could rush into the crowd of monsters like a whirlwind and slash wildly, possibly rushing to the other side of the gate, but how many times could Catti-brie withstand the attacks of powerful monsters before he passed smoothly?

The dark elf thought of another way.While leaning closer to the back of the monsters inch by inch, he stretched out the two scimitars to the sides, and then patted the outer shoulders of the two monsters.As the two monsters reflexively looked back together, Drizzt rushed between them. The drow's twin blades became a blur of light and shadow, cutting away any monster's hand that dared try to grab him.He felt something pulling Catti-brie, so he turned quickly, redoubled in anger.He couldn't see his target, but when he slashed down with the flash and heard the monster scream, he knew he had hit the monster.

A heavy arm hit him on the side of the head, and this blow should have been enough to knock him down, but Drizzt turned back again, and he saw the light of the World Gate only a few feet in front of him, and the figure of the only two monsters standing stand in his way. The darkness made of the monster's flesh and blood began to envelope him.Another huge arm swung sideways, but Drizzt managed to dodge it with his head ducked. If the monster had delayed his movements by a second, he would have been caught and killed. This time, it was intuition faster than thought that led Drizzt to break through this crisis.He slapped the monster's arms to the sides with two knives, then lowered his head and slammed into the monster's chest. His impact caused the monster to be pushed backward into the gate of the realm.

   The black head and shoulders came into Wulfgar's view, and he hammered it down with Aegis-fang.The blow shattered the monster's back and shook Drizzt, who was jostling it on the other side. The monster was dead, half of its body was inside the Tarot circle, and the other half was outside the circle. The stunned dark elf turned over to the gate, stumbled and fell into Puck's room, with Catti-brie on top of him. Wulfgar paled at the sight and hesitated for a moment, but Drizzt looked up from the floor, knowing more monsters would rush in too. "Close the gate." He gasped.

Wulfgar had already seen that he might not be able to shatter the images in the Tarot circle, and doing so would only send his hammer head into the nether world.Wulfgar threw Aegis-fang aside. Then he noticed movement across the room.    "Are you quick enough with your shield?" Pook sneered, shaking his crossbow. Bruenor was so engrossed in his crossbow that he didn't even notice that Drizzt and Catti-brie had entered the room. "Then your arrow just now should have killed me, bitch," he retorted contemptuously, not afraid of death at all, "it should have killed me once." He took a step forward with determination.

Pook shrugged.He was a master archer, and his crossbow, powered by magic, was one of the most powerful weapons in the world.One shot should be enough to finish off the opponent. But he would never have the chance to shoot the arrow. The whirling hammer slammed into the throne, causing the massive throne topple over the guild master, knocking him sprawled against the wall. Bruenor turned to thank Wulfgar with a bitter smile, but when he saw Drizzt—and Catti-brie! —— Lying next to the Tarot circle, his smile disappeared immediately, and the words he wanted to say were choked. The dwarf stood as if turned to stone, his eyes unblinking, his lungs holding his breath.His legs lost strength and he fell to his knees.He dropped his ax and shield, and crawled to his daughter's side on all fours.

Wulfgar took hold of the iron frame of the tarot circle with both hands, trying to squeeze it flat.His entire upper body was glowing red, and the blood vessels and muscles on his thick arms protruded like steel cables.But even if the door was pressed, it was only slightly deformed. A goblin's arm stretched across the boundary to prevent him from closing the gate, but the sight of it only encouraged Wulfgar to keep trying.He yelled at Tempus, using all his strength to bring his hands closer together, squeezing the two sides of the circle together. Due to the space conversion between worlds, the mirror image disappeared, and the monster's arm fell to the floor, obviously broken.Likewise, the corpse of the monster lying at Wulfgar's feet, halfway on the other side of the gate, began to twitch and spin.

Wulfgar looked away, not wanting to see the horrific sight of a winged monster caught in the twisting lane, its body twisted until its skin shattered. The magic power of the Tarot Circle was too strong, Wulfgar tried his best to bend this thing to the point of once and for all.He temporarily twists and closes the gate, but for how long?When he starts to feel tired and the circle returns to its original shape, the gate may open again.Yet the Savage snarled stubbornly and pressed on, expecting the entire mirror to shatter, and turned his head away.    She looked very pale, her lips were almost blue, and her skin was dry and cold.Bruno saw that her injuries were severe, but the most obvious injuries Bruno felt were neither cuts nor bruises.The girl he loves seems to have lost her soul, as if she has given up her desire for life since she fell into the darkness.

She was now limp and pale and cold in his arms.Drizzt felt the danger intuitively on the floor.He leaned to one side, spreading his cloak wide to cover the unsuspecting Bruenor, and put his body in front of Catti-brie. On the other side of the room, Ravel moved to shake the dizziness out of his head.He got to his knees, surveyed the situation in the room, and immediately realized that Wulfgar was trying to close the gate. "Kill them," whispered Pook to the wizard, who dared not climb beyond the shelter of the overturned throne. Ravel wasn't listening at all; he was already working some kind of magic.

   For the first time in his life, Wulfgar found himself lacking in strength. "I can't do it!" he whined in frustration, looking at Drizzt (as he always looked at Drizzt) demanding an answer. The seriously injured dark elf had almost lost consciousness. Wulfgar wanted to give up.His arms were stinging from Hydra bites; his legs seemed unable to hold him up; his friends fell helplessly to the floor. And his strength is actually not enough! He looked around back and forth, hoping to find an alternative.Although the power of the Tarot circle is great, it must have weaknesses.Or at least Wulfgar had to believe it had a weakness to keep going. Regis had traveled through it once, and he had found a way to harness its power. Regis. Wulfgar had an answer. He pressed the Tarot circle one last time, then let it go quickly, causing the gate to vibrate.Wulfgar didn't stay there to watch the eerie sight inside.He immediately bent down and grabbed the pearl-studded staff from Drizzt's waist, then stood up straight and hit the fragile device on the top of the Tarot circle, and the black pearl shattered into thousands of fragments. At that moment, Ravel uttered the last syllable of the spell's incantation and shot a powerful arrow of energy.It cut to Wulfgar, singed the hair on his arm, and shot into the center of the circle.The mirror image had been shattered into a circular spider web by Wulfgar's blow, and it was split apart at once. The resulting explosion even shook the foundations of the guild building. Masses of dense darkness swirl throughout the room; to onlookers it might appear that the whole place is spinning, and the whistling of the wind and the howling of the howls reach their ears suddenly, as if they had all been sucked into each other. In the chaos of the gap between the worlds.Black smoke and the smell of smoke hit them.Darkness enveloped the entire room. And then the whole thing ended as abruptly as it had begun, with sunlight returning to the much-wrecked room.Drizzt and Bruno were the first to stand, and they began to examine the wounded and the survivors. The entire tarot circle was distorted and shattered, and the bent frame had turned into scrap iron, and the cobweb-like sticky substance inside was still stubbornly connected to its fragments.A winged monster died on the floor, beside it was another monster's severed hand, and beside it was half a monster's corpse that was still twitching, and a dark thick liquid flowed from there to the floor. Wulfgar sat twelve feet behind, head propped on his elbow, looking utterly bewildered.One of his arms was covered in bright red blood from Ravel's energy arrow, his face was blackened by smoke, and his whole body was covered in sticky cobwebs.He had hundreds of small red blood spots all over his body.Obviously, the image in the mirror on the other side of the gate is not just an image, but something that actually exists. Wulfgar glanced at his friend from a distance, blinked a few times, and collapsed on his back. Ravel began to moan, which caught the attention of Drizzt and Bruno.The wizard began to struggle to get to his knees, but he knew it would only expose him to victorious invaders.He fell back on the floor and lay motionless. Drizzt and Bruno looked at each other, not knowing what to do next. "Glad to see the sun again!" came a soft voice from below them.They looked down to meet Catti-brie's gaze, and her blue eyes opened again. Bruno knelt down in tears and leaned against her.Drizzt would have liked to follow up, but it suddenly felt like this should be their alone time.He patted Bruenor on the shoulder to reassure him, and walked away to make sure Wulfgar was all right. As he knelt towards his savage friend, a sudden movement interrupted him.Broken and charred, the huge throne against the wall suddenly flipped forward.Drizzt pushed it away easily, but while he was busy pushing the throne away, he saw Bashar Pook rush from behind the throne and run for the door of the room. "Bruenor!" Drizzt yelled, but he knew the dwarf was too preoccupied with his daughter to hear him now.Drizzt quickly pushed the throne away, and took Tamari off his back, setting off to catch up and reload. Pook ran through the door, turned behind the wall and slammed it shut. "Resi—" he yelled as he turned and ran for the stairs, but his words choked up when he saw Regis standing in front of him at the top of the steps, arms folded. "You!" roared Pook, his face contorted, his fists clenched in rage. "No, it's him," Regis corrected, pointing to a black figure jumping over his head. To the stunned Puck, Guenhwyvar was nothing more than a leaping sphere with gigantic teeth and claws. Puck's reign over the guild was crunched to an end when Drizzt passed through that door. "Guenhwyvar!" cried the Dark Elf, at last, after so many weeks, to his cherished companion.The big leopard jumped at him and rubbed his snout warmly, very happy at this reunion.However, some other sounds and sights made the meeting come to an end very quickly.First there was Regis reclining comfortably on the ornately carved railing, hands behind his head, hairy legs crossed.Drizzt was glad to see Regis again, but what bothered the dark elf even more were the sounds echoing down the stairs: screams of terror and deep, sonorous yells. Bruno also heard these voices, so he went out of the room to check. "Glutton!" He greeted Regis, and followed Drizzt to the side of the halfling. They watched the battle at the bottom of the great staircase.From time to time, a ratman ran past, followed by a leopard.A large group of Ratmen defended in a circle, their swords flashing, and directly below this group of friends to fend off Guenhwyfa's leopard friends, but it was still over on the spot under the waves of these beasts with black fur and shiny teeth their lives. "Why are there so many cats?" Bruno looked at Regis blankly and said, "Did you bring the cats here?" Regis smiled, bobbing his head in his hands. "Do you know of a better way to deal with rats?" Bruno shook his head, unable to hide his smile.He looked back and saw the body of the man who had just escaped from the room. "He's dead too," he said, frowning. "That's Puck," Regis told them, although they had already guessed that this man was the master of the guild. "Now that he is dead, I believe his ratmen allies will also be wiped out." Regis looked at Drizzt, knowing there was one thing he had to explain. "Guanhwyvar's friends only deal with ratmen," he said, "and him, of course." He pointed at Puck. "Those average thieves hide in their rooms, if they're smart. But In any case, the leopard is not going to hurt them." Drizzt heard Regis and Guenhwyvar's decision and nodded in approval.Guenhwyvar was not a bloodthirsty beast. "We all came here through the onyx statue," Regis continued. "I kept it with Guenhuffa and I when we left the Netherworld. After the mission of the leopards is completed, they can pass through the statue." Back to their own realm." He tossed the panther-shaped statue to its true owner. A curious look appeared on the halfling's face.He flicked his fingers and jumped off the railing, as if his last move gave him some inspiration.He ran over to Puck, turned the former guildmaster's head away (he tried to ignore the obvious scar on Puck's neck) and picked up the ruby ​​pendant that had started the whole thing.Satisfied, Regis turned back to meet the curious eyes of his friends. "It's about time we made some allies," the halfling explained, and he rushed down the stairs. Both Bruno and Drizzt looked at each other in disbelief. "The guild will become his," Bruno assured the dark elf. Drizzt could not refute this argument.    Resita, who had regained her human form, heard the screams of the Ratmen's subordinates before they died in an alleyway in the Thieves' Circle.He was smart enough to know that the entire guild had been defeated by these heroes from the north. When Puck asked him to go down to control the battle, he sneaked back to the sewer's hiding place. Now he just kept hearing screams, wondering how many of his kind would survive this tragic day. "I will definitely rebuild the Ratmen Guild," he swore to himself, though he knew it would be a daunting task, especially now that he was notorious in Calimport.Maybe he could go along the coast to some other northern city--Menon or Baldur's Gate. His contemplation was suddenly interrupted when the flat of a knife rested on his shoulder, and the blade drew a thin line across his neck. Reshita picked up a jeweled dagger. "I believe it's yours," he said, trying to stay calm.The saber slid away, and Reshita turned to face Artemis Entreri. Entreri reached out with a bandaged hand and took the dagger away, sliding the saber into his sheath. "I know you are defeated," said Reshita boldly, "and I fear you are dead." "Worried?" Entreri smiled. "Have you been waiting for a long time?" "In the beginning, you and I were indeed competitors," Reshita began. Entreri laughed again.He never thought that the Ratman was qualified to be his opponent. Reshita took the insult calmly. "But we worked for the same master at that time." He looked at the guild building, and the screams inside had gradually diminished. "I think Puke is dead, at least he won't be in power anymore." "If he ever came face to face with the dark elf, he's dead by now," said Entreri contemptuously, making him angry just thinking about Drizzt Do'Urden. "So now there's a power vacuum on the street," Recita reasoned.He gave Entreri an evil wink. "A good time to take possession." "Are you with me?" Entreri said, looking at him thoughtfully. Rishita shrugged. "Few in Calimport will stand against you," said the Ratman, "and if I bite, I'll have a whole army of loyal men in a few weeks. At night, of course, no one will stand against us. " Entreri walked to his side, scanning the guild building with him. "Yes, my greedy friend," he said quietly, "but there are two problems at hand." "Two questions?" "Two questions," Entreri repeated. "One, I do it all alone." When the dagger sank into Rishita's spine, his whole body stiffened and shook. "Second," Entreri continued, breathing steadily, "you're dead." He drew the dagger, held it vertically, and swung the blade with Reshita's cloak as the skaven fell to the ground. Wipe the blood off.Entreri looked at what he had done, and at the bandages on his injured elbow. "I've gotten stronger," he murmured to himself, before dodging to find a dark cavern.It is now morning, the sky is already light, and the killer still has to spend a lot of time While waiting to heal, he is not yet ready for the challenges he will face on the streets of Daylight.