Message text ARIOCH wrote:
DBurkeG wrote: ARIOCH wrote: Nice place you have here. Welcome. Does this mean that the Black Blade that helps me win so many of these battles might be leaving soon for a big battle of its' own? Which one? There are two.
Elric began to chant the mind-torturing, throat-torturing rune that Sepiriz had taught him. Stormbringer moaned a counterpoint chorus to the dirge as the battle-worn dukes assumed different shapes and began to rise menacingly towards Elric. Then, in the air all about him, he saw shapes appear, shadowy shapes half on his own plane, half on the plane of Chaos. He saw them stir and suddenly it seemed as if the air was filled with a million swords, each a twin to Stormbringer.
From Stormbringer by Michael Moorcock
Mine is one of the nameless millions.
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