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.The drider never saw it coming.The bolt struck the back of its head, blasting it from the creature's body.Spider legs crumpled beneath a smoking corpse.Q'arlynd thought he heard movement in the woods behind him then.It was difficult to tell, with all of the noise of battle, but a quick glance revealed nothing.He walked toward Leliana, intending to ensure that she was dead.As he stared down at her body, he felt a momentary twinge of an unfamiliar emotion.It was unfortunate, really, that she had to die.Leliana was an attractive female, and he'd enjoyed their verbal sparring matches.He shook off the feeling.The world was harsh.Leliana had been about to carve Q'arlynd up for the amusement of her goddess.But instead she wouldn't be able to tell the others about the priestess who had died in Ched Nasad.What was done was done.Or was it? Q'arlynd heard something that sounded like a ragged breath.He glanced down at his feet and saw the priestess's eyelashes flutter.Was Leliana still alive?He readied a spell, one that would finish her off without leaving too much of a mark, but for some reason, he felt a lingering reluctance to do what must be done.Brutally, he shoved this useless sentiment aside and sighted along his finger at Leliana's chest.A faint haze of magical energy danced at his fingertip.Behind him, he heard someone shouting Leliana's name.Rowaan.She was practically upon him—close enough that she'd witness whatever he did next.That changed things.Adopting a protective pose over Leliana, Q'arlynd sent the magical bolt into the body of the drider he'd already killed.Then he turned and prostrated himself on the ground."There were four of them, Mistress, attacking Leliana," he cried.He gestured at the one he'd blasted with his lightning bolt."I killed one and drove the others off."Behind him, Leliana's breath rattled raggedly in and out.In moments she would be dead.Rowaan barely acknowledged him.She fell to her knees at Leliana's side, a stricken expression on her face.Q'arlynd raised his head slightly, watching.His wand was still in his hand, and he shifted position so that it pointed directly at Rowaan.As soon as an opportunity presented itself, he'd blast her with it.Rowaan ignored him.She lifted her right hand and brushed her lips against the platinum band on her index finger, whispering something.Then she clenched her hand and closed her eyes.' Q'arlynd knew the moment he'd been waiting for had arrived, but curiosity stayed his hand.A moment later, his eyes widened as Rowaan cried out in anguish.He glanced around, expecting to see a drider, but no attackers were visible.By the time he'd returned his attention to Rowaan, she lay on the ground, her face gray and her breathing shallow and ragged.There was a ragged gash in her thigh, a wound identical to the one that had felled the other priestess, and Leliana, amazingly, was sitting up.There wasn't a mark on her.It was as if the drider attack hadn't even happened.Rowaan gave one final gurgle then died.Leliana's first action was to glance at Rowaan and cry out.Her second, upon seeing Q'arlynd staring at her, wand in hand, was to raise her sword."Mistress, wait!" he shouted.He pointed at the lightning-blasted drider."I tried to save your life by killing him.Is this the thanks I get?"She hesitated.She glanced at the dead drider and slowly lowered her sword.She turned to Rowaan and pressed her fingers against the dead priestess's throat in several places, searching for a life pulse without success.Still ignoring Q'arlynd, she raised her own ring to her lips.Q'arlynd shook his head.He couldn't believe what hewas seeing.Those weren't slave rings, they instead seemed to transfer wounds from one person to the next.Rowaan had willingly forfeited her own life to save Leliana, and Leliana was about to attempt the same.Eilistraee's followers were insane.Or perhaps there was some other reason for their actions that Q'arlynd didn't know about yet.Perhaps priestesses who died in battle received some boon from their goddess after death.Rowaan might have just snatched that honor from Leliana by dying in her place, and the other priestess wanted to take it back again.Except that the expression on Leliana's face was not one of anger at having been cheated but of anguish.Before Q'arlynd could ponder that mystery further, another priestess came rushing through the woods—one of those Q'arlynd had aided earlier.Leliana lowered the hand that wore the ring.Apparently she wanted to continue living, after all."Rowaan's been killed!" she cried."Help her!"As the priestess set to work, Leliana whirled to face Q'arlynd."You followed us here.Why?""I hoped to prove myself a worthy addition to Eilistraee's forces, Mistress," he said, bowing.He was used to angry females and knew exactly what to say, and his words were no longer constrained by a truth spell."I thought that by joining the fight, I might atone for.that unfortunate accident in Ched Nasad.I arrived as you were battling the four driders.I managed to kill the one you see here, but the other three escaped.Surely, in light of the assistance I've just rendered, you will reconsider your earlier decision to kill me?"Leliana blinked."Kill you? 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