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chimera's technique was to swoop low over the prey, lightly boiling it with its fiery breath, and then turn and rend its dinner if it had a mind.
The hat and its wearer also strode purposefully across the rubble that had been the legendary Rhoxie to the foot of the tower of sourcery, their unwilling entourage straggling along behind them.
There were doors at the foot of the tower. Unlike those of Unseen University, which with its teeth. It managed the fire part but then, at the point where experience told the creature it should be facing a stricken and terrified vic­tim, found itself on the ground in the path of a scorched and furious Luggage.The only thing incandescent about the Luggage was its rage. It had spent several hours with a headache, during which it had seemed the whole world had tried to attack it. It had had enough.When it had stamped the unfortunate chimera into a greasy puddle on the sand it paused for a moment, apparently considering its future. It was becoming clear that not belonging to anyone was a lot harder than it had thought. It had vague, comforting recollections of ser­vice and a wardrobe to call its own.It turned around very slowly, pausing frequently to open its lid. It might have been sniffing the air, if it had a nose. At last it made up its mind,