Rick Cook

Language: English

Pages: 10

ISBN: 0671698036

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

What Wiz Zumalt could do with computers was magic on Earth. Then, one day the master computer hacker is called to a different world to help fight an evil known as the Black League. Suddenly, the Wiz finds himself in a place governed by magic--and in league with a red-headed witch who despises him.

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Wizard's Bane Rick Cook This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this book are fictional, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is purely coincidental. Wizard's Bane copyright © 1989 by Rick Cook. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form. A Baen Books Original Baen Publishing Enterprises P.O. Box 1403 Riverdale, NY 10471 ISBN: 0-671-87846-8 Cover art by Tom Kidd First printing,.

Them off. Again their way took them down empty corridors and magnificent halls, all bathed in the soft dim light. At length the little man brought them down a stair as subtly curved and carefully proportioned as a sea shell, to a great bronze door. The door swung open at their approach. The creature bowed to the floor and motioned them within. Their host awaited them inside the door. "My Lady. My Lord." He had changed his red tunic for a tight-fitting outfit of silver-gray velvet. Silver.

Appear to come from outside us." Wiz looked back at the mirror, but the mirror remained mute. Late one afternoon Wiz happened to pass Moira in the great hall. "Moira," he asked, as she went by with a nod, "what happened to Shiara?" The hedge witch stopped. "Eh?" "She was a wizardess, wasn't she? But Ugo told me magic hurts her." "It does. To be in the presence of even tiny magics causes her pain. That is why she lives here in the quietest of the Quiet Zones in a keep built without the.

Past time. You've got a life to build tomorrow. There was a "whoosh" overhead followed by several bumps on the roof. A confused bat? He hesitated, then picked his cloak off the chair and went into the hall. It was doubtful anyone else had heard and he wanted to see what the noise was. His shoes padded lightly on the stone corridor. All the castle was deathly still. He heard no more thumps. At the end of the corridor was a short flight of stone steps to the roof door. Wiz put his foot on the.

Glowing blue eye and now this. What could it possibly mean? Moira didn't hope, for hope had long since burned out of her. But she felt a stirring. Whatever was going on couldn't be good for her captors and misfortune to them was as much as she dared wish for. With a faint "pop" an Emac appeared in front of Wiz, so close he almost stumbled over the demon in his pacing. "We have found her, Master! RDsquaresquare has found her." "Thank God! Where?" "Underground master, far and deep.

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