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Elric reached out to touch one wall and was surprised at the cool feel of the smooth material. It was neither stone nor wood nor metal. Perhaps it had been brought here from another plane?
He tried to visualize the city as it had been before it was deserted. The streets had been wide, there had been no surrounding wall, the houses had been low and built around large courtyards. If this was, indeed, the original home of his people, what had happened to change them from the peaceful citizens of R'lin K'ren A'a to the insane builders of Imrryr's bizarre and dreaming towers? Elric had thought he might find a solution to a mystery here, but instead he had found another mystery. It was his fate, he thought, shrugging to himself.
And then the first crystal disk hummed past his head and smashed against a collapsing wall.
The next disk split the skull of a crewman and a third nicked Smiorgan's ear before they had thrown themselves flat among the rubble.
"They're vengeful, those creatures, " Avan said with a hard smile. "They'll risk much to pay us back for their comrades' deaths!"
Terror was on the face of each surviving crewman and fear had begun to creep into Avan's eyes.
More disks clattered nearby, but it was plain that the party was temporarily out of sight of the reptiles. Smiorgan coughed as white dust rose from the rubble and caught in his throat.
"You'd best summon those monstrous allies of yours again, Elric."
Elric shook his head. "I ca
"Then call something, " Count Smiorgan said urgently. "Anything."
"I am not sure...."
Then Elric rolled over and sprang for the shelter, flinging himself through the window to land on a pile of masonry that grazed his hands and knees.
He staggered upright. In the distance he could see the huge blind statue of the god dominating the city. This was said to be an image of Arioch-though it resembled no image of Arioch Elric had ever seen manifested. Did that image protect R'lin K'ren A'a-or did it threaten it? Someone screamed. He glanced through the opening and saw that a disk had landed and chopped through a man's forearm.
He drew Stormbringer and raised it, facing the jade statue.
"Arioch! " he cried. "Arioch-aid me! "
Black light burst from the blade and it began to sing, as if joining in Elric's incantation.
"Arioch! "
Would the demon come? Often the patron of the kings of Melnibonи refused to materialize, claiming that more urgent business called him-business concerning the eternal struggle between Law and Chaos.
"Arioch! "
Sword and man were now wreathed in a palpitating black mist and Elric's white face was flung back, seeming to writhe as the mist writhed.
"Arioch! I beg thee to aid me! It is Elric who calls thee! "
And then a voice reached his ears. It was a soft, purring, reasonable voice. It was a tender voice.
"Elric, I am fondest of thee. I love thee more than any other mortal-but aid thee I ca
Elric cried desperately: "Then we are doomed to perish here! "
"Thou canst escape this danger. Flee alone into the forest. Leave the others while thou hast time. Thou hast a destiny to fulfill elsewhere and elsewhen...."
"I will not desert them."
"Thou art foolish, sweet Elric."
"Arioch-since Melnibonи's founding thou hast aided her kings. Aid her last king this day! "
"I ca
And then the Duke of Hell had gone. Elric sensed the passing of his presence. He frowned, fingering his belt pouch, trying to recall something he had once heard. Slowly, he resheathed the reluctant sword. Then there was a thump and Smiorgan stood panting before him.
"Well, is aid on the way?"
"I fear not." Elric shook his head in despair. "Once again Arioch refuses me. Once again he speaks of a greater destiny-a need to conserve his strength."
"Your ancestors could have picked a more tractable demon as their patron. Our reptilian friends are closing in. Look. . . ." Smiorgan pointed to the outskirts of the city. A band of about a dozen stilt-legged creatures were advancing, their huge clubs at the ready.
There was a scuffling noise from the rubble on the other side of the wall and Avan appeared, leading his men through the opening. He was cursing.
"No extra aid is coming, I fear, " Elric told him.
The Vilmirian smiled grimly. "Then the monsters out there knew more than did we! "
"It seems so."
"We'll have to try to hide from them, " Smiorgan said without much conviction. "We'd not survive a fight."
The little party left the ruined house and began to inch its way through what cover it could find, moving gradually nearer to the center of the city and the statue of the Jade Man.
A sharp hiss from behind them told them that the reptile warriors had sighted them again and another Vilmirian fell with a crystal disk protruding from his back. They broke into a panicky run.
Ahead now was a red building of several stories which still had its roof.
"In there! " Duke Avan shouted.
With some relief they dashed unhesitatingly up worn steps and through a series of dusty passages until they paused to catch their breath in a great, gloomy hall.
The hall was completely empty and a little light filtered through cracks in the wall.
"This place has lasted better than the others, " Duke Avan said. "I wonder what its function was. A fortress, perhaps."
"They seem not to have been a warlike race, " Smiorgan pointed out. "I suspect the building had some other function."
The three surviving crewmen were looking fearfully about them. They looked as if they would have preferred to have faced the reptile warriors outside.
Elric began to cross the floor and then paused as he saw something painted on the far wall.
Smiorgan saw it too. "What's that, friend Elric?"
Elric recognized the symbols as the written High Speech of old Melnibonи, but it was subtly different and it took him a short time to decipher its meaning.
"Know you what it says, Elric?" Duke Avan murmured, joining them.
"Aye-but it's cryptic enough. It says: If thou hast come to slay me, then thou art welcome. If thou hast come without the means to awaken the Jade Man, then begone...."
"Is it addressed to us, I wonder, " Avan mused, "of has it been there for a long while?"
Elric shrugged. "It could have been inscribed at any time during the past ten thousand years...."
Smiorgan walked up to the wall and reached out to touch it. "I would say it was fairly recent, " he said. "The paint still being wet."
Elric frowned. "Then there are inhabitants here still. Why do they not reveal themselves?"
"Could those reptiles out there be the denizens of R'lin K'ren A'a?" Avan said. "There is nothing in the legends that says they were humans who fled this place...."
Elric's face clouded and he was about to make an angry reply when Smiorgan interrupted.
"Perhaps there is just one inhabitant. Is that what you are thinking, Elric? The Creature Doomed to Live? Those sentiments could be his...."
Elric put his hands to his face and made no reply.
"Come, " Avan said. "We've no time to debate on legends." He strode across the floor and entered another doorway, begi
The others joined him and saw that he stood on the threshold of another hall. But this one was ankle-deep in fragments of stuff that had been thin leaves of a metallic material which had the flexibility of parchment. Around the walls were thousands of small holes, rank upon rank, each with a character painted over it.