Conan the Fearless
“The wind died slowly after the clouds sucked their whirling maw skyward: gone the tornado might be, but not the rain and ordinary airs of the storm. Conan led Vitarius, Eldia, and Kinna across the path left by the wind-beast, a path much like a road cut through a forest. Following the whirlwind’s trail was the red demon, who saw Conan near the same instant he himself was spotted by the man. Despite the lashing rain, the Cimmerian could observe the demon’s face as it contorted in hatred. Conan drew his sword as the monster turned and began to sprint toward him.
“Vitarius!” This from Eldia, who pointed at the approaching devil.
The old magician turned and beheld the scene. Quickly, he laid one hand upon the head of the girl; the other hand he raised and pointed at the fast-arriving creature.
The demon skidded to a stop twenty paces away. “No,” he said loudly. “Score me not with your Fire’s tongue again.”
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