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Zoar quit the straps where he had held and stood on the head of Ixstus. A triumph shone in the eyes of the master of the amalocs, and a smile spread over his mummified old-ivory features as he looked down at Glorian.
"Daughter, they told me that I would find you here -- in the forefront of the battle," he said. "And so it is. Your zeal for Ruthar has carried you far -- so far that Oleric the Learned could not follow, and sent Father Zoar to find you. " He laughed in his bell-like tones.