Elbryan took her hand and led her to the small tent they shared. "Have you any enchantments which will repel insects?" he asked on a whim. Pony considered the thought for a moment. "A fireball would give us a short reprieve," she replied. Elbryan glanced back to the east, to the still-burning, thoroughly decimated copse, then scrunched up his face and shook his head. He'd suffer the inconvenience of a few thousand gnats.
( R.A. Salvatore )
[ The Demon Spirit (Corona: The ]
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