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at surrounded Belshazu the pool instantly froze solid again。
The demon； finding himself trapped in knee…deep ice； directed the flames that surrounded his hands downward； but the ice did not melt。
Pharaun's smirk grew as he saw that his plan had worked。
〃Thanks for stirring up the pool；〃 he told the demon。 〃You mixed Jeggred's blood into it quite nicely。 Oh； and here's a bit of trivia for you。 Did you know that ice crystals always have six sides？ So do crystals of blood； since blood is mostly water。 They always form perfect little hexagrams。 Millions of them。〃
It took a moment for the demon to realize what Pharaun was talking about。 When it did； it roared even louder than before； smashing its pincers down on the ice that bound it。 While the blows were hard enough to fill the cavern with booming crashes； the ice neither cracked nor splintered。 The effort seemed to tax the demon。 After just a few blows； it was panting in great； wheezing gasps。
〃Now then；〃 Pharaun continued。 〃You were going to tell us where the nearest gate to the Abyss can be fou…〃
With a lurch that sent bile rushing into his throat； Pharaun fell upward as gravity suddenly reversed itself。 Bound in ice the demon might be； but he still could work his magic。 Taken by surprise； disoriented by the sudden gravity shift； Pharaun was unable to counter his fall with levitation magic。 He slammed into the ceiling； knocking the breath from his lungs。 Danifae and Jeggred crashed into the ceiling an instant later； but Valas had landed on his feet with catlike grace； and Quenthel was able to levitate before striking the rocks。
The demon lunged up at Pharaun； stretching as far as his icebound feet would allow。 One of his pincers clamped onto Pharaun's foot and scissored down； slicing through boot leather and flesh until it grated against bone。 Pharaun screamed in agony and scrambled at the rocks； trying to find a handhold as the demon pulled the drow wizard toward himself。
A moment later； something flashed past him： Valas。 Magic lending him unnatural speed； the mercenary had sprinted across the jagged rock of the ceiling with a dagger in either hand to slash at the demon。 One of the enchanted blades bit deep into Belshazu's wrist； spitting blue sparks of magical energy as it cleanly severed the bone。 The demon howled in wounded rage and flailed with his remaining pincer at his new target； but Valas darted out of range。
As Pharaun felt the severed pincer fall away from his bloodied foot he levitated away from the ceiling； pushing himself out of range of the demon。 Still roaring； with foul…smelling black blood pumping from its severed wrist； Belshazu reversed the spell he had cast a moment before。 Danifae and Valas fell back to the cavern floor； the mercenary at once clambering to his feet to menace Belshazu with his dagger。 Quenthel and Jeggred floated down after Pharaun。
Pharaun； favoring his mangled foot； landed on the frozen pond behind the demon。 Blood squelched out of his torn boot and spread across the ice； freezing to pink on the intensely cold surface。 He fumbled a small metal flask out of a pocket of his piwafwi； uncorked it； and drained the contents。 The healing potion took effect almost immediately； numbing his pain like a glass of lace…fungus brandy。 In another moment his wounded foot was whole again。 He tested his weight on it； and no more than a slight tingling feeling remained。 Aside from the tear in his boot； he might never have been wounded。
From the slope where the others had landed came the low hiss of the vipers in Quenthel's whip。 Their mistress's voice was equally impatient。
〃Pharaun！ Stop wasting time。 pel the demon to tell us what we need to know。〃
Pharaun gave a brief bow in Quenthel's direction； then turned to Belshazu； who had sagged into a crouch on the frozen pond； feet still bound by the ice。 The demon was wheezing from his exertions and held his severed wrist tight against his chest。 He appeared to be sulking…but by the blaze in his violet eyes Pharaun could see that the demon had not been tamed。 Yet。
Like a sava grand master； Pharaun put his final piece into play。
〃Here's something else I think you should know；〃 he told the demon。 〃My spell not only froze the pool； but also crystallized the water vapor in the air。 That's what you can feel inside your lungs 。。。 thousands of tiny hexagrams； sawing away at your flesh。 Tell us what we want to know； and I'll release you before they do any further damage。 Keep stalling； and you'll die。〃
As Belshazu considered that； Pharaun carefully kept his face posed。 He had no idea whether the ice crystals inside Belshazu's lungs could actually harm the demon…but it sounded good。
Belshazu roared in anger； but the roar ended in a wheeze。 The demon gave Pharaun a pained look； then grudgingly nodded。
〃I do not know of any gate；〃 he growled。
Behind Pharaun； one of the vipers in Quenthel's whip gave a soft hiss of frustration。
〃But there is a way to reach the Abyss from this plane；〃 the demon continued。 〃There is a demon ship that will carry you there 。 。 。 if you can find it。〃
〃A demon ship？〃 Quenthel echoed。
Belshazu glared at her。
〃Have you heard of the Blood War？〃 Belshazu asked。
His voice was heavy with scorn； as if he expected the drow to be ignorant of the doings of his kind。
〃Of course；〃 Quenthel answered。 〃It is a contest between the Abyss and the Nine Hells…a glorious war that has raged for millennia。〃
〃Glorious？〃 Pharaun scoffed。 〃More like loud； sloppy； and pointless。 Neither side remembers what they're fighting about…let alone has the slightest hope of winning。〃
〃The devils of the Nine Hells will be defeated！〃 Belshazu bellowed。
〃In due time； I'm sure；〃 Pharaun interjected dryly。 〃But for the moment； you were telling us about a ship？〃
Still snarling； the demon wrenched his attention away from Pharaun and addressed himself to Quenthel。
〃In ages past； my kind found a fresh way to launch our attacks against the Nine Hells。 We built ships of bone bound with strands of spirit stripped from the manes who serv