### 45

Your weapon is clasped firmly in your fist when you turn around and find yourself staring into the face of a tall and powerfully built Vassagonian warrior. His eyes are glowing with maniacal anger as he comes rushing towards you with his hands outstretched, as if his intention is to strangle you. Before you can utter a sound, he slams into your chest and impales himself on your weapon.

With a yelp of pain he pulls away and turns towards the open doorway. He takes three faltering steps and then collapses and lies motionless upon the tiled floor.

Turn to 175.