Стража! Стража!

           "That’sgood.Iwouldn’tliketothinkI’dsufferedmuch."Mootylookedaroundhim."Whathappensnow?"hesaid.

           Behindthem,therainwashedthelittleheapofblackashintothemud.

           ...

           TheSupremeGrandMasteropenedhiseyes.Hewaslyingonhisback.BrotherDunnykinwaspreparingtogivehimthekissoflife.Themerethoughtwasenoughtojerkanyonefromthebordersofconsciousness.

           Hesatup,tryingtoshedthefeelingthatheweighedseveraltonsandwascoveredinscales.

           "Wedidit,"hewhispered."Thedragon!Itcame!Ifeltit!"

           TheBrethrenglancedatoneanother.

           "Weneversawnothing,"saidBrotherPlasterer.

           "Imightofseensomething,"saidBrotherWatch-towerloyally.

           "No,nothere,"snappedtheSupremeGrandMaster."Youhardlywantittomaterialisehere,doyou?Itwasoutthere,inthecity.Justforafewseconds..."

           Hepointed."Look!"

           TheBrethrenturnedaroundguiltily,expectingatanymomentthehotflameofretribution.

           Inthecentreofthecirclethemagicitemsweregentlycrumblingtodust.Evenastheywatched,BrotherDunnykin’samuletcollapsed.