hrough into the open air of the city beyond； she saw that Jeggred had a hold of Valas。 The draegloth lifted effortlessly toward the hole； and it was at that moment that Halisstra remembered that Danifae could not levitate either。
The House Melarn daughter looked down desperately and saw her attendant； crouched in the low corner of the room； near the collapsed ceiling； scrambling to stay atop the shifting pile of rock as the room continued to tip over。 Danifae's eyes were blazing with fury as she gazed angrily up toward where everyone else was escaping the collapsing dwelling。 There was another excruciatingly loud snapping sound as more stone buckled and popped； and Danifae； still inside the destroyed remains of House Melarn； was falling away。
***
Khorrl Xornbane was bloody and exhausted。 His clan； gathered all around him； looked that way too。 He had no idea how long they'd been fighting； but it was too long。 They needed rest and water。 They couldn't keep this up for much longer。 Unfortunately； the captain of Clan Xornbane feared that the day would grow much worse before it got better。 He hoped he was wrong。
Khorrl had already passed the word that his troops were to abandon their positions defending House Melarn。 They had been besieged there for so long and had used up so many of their firepots that he feared the place was growing unstable。
I'm not going to lose my boys that way； he told himself。
The remains of his forces were reforming on the opposite side of the plaza from the House； and for the moment they were being left alone。 It was hard to be sure how long that peace would； last； though； because none of them could see very far in the thick smoke of the burning stone。
What Khorrl and his duergar could see told the tale clearly enough； though。 The plaza was covered with the bodies of goblins and kobolds。 Littered in between them were slightly fewer drow； though the number of dead dark elves surprised； him。 More dead gray dwarves than Khorrl would have liked were scattered here and there； too。 It had been a hellish day； and it was far from over； the captain feared。
〃Sir；〃 one of his aides said； running up to Khorrl； 〃we've pletely abandoned the estate。 The last of the troops have formed a line from that corner…〃 the young gray dwarf pointed through the smoke toward the edge of a dwelling behind them…〃across to the flank of our main position； there。〃 He swung his arm across to the far right side of the plaza。
〃Good；〃 Khorrl replied； visualizing the battlefield in his mind； since he could no longer clearly see it with his eyes。
〃Also；〃 the aide continued； 〃there's another force of drow ing toward us； from that direction。〃
He pointed off to the left； where the plaza was joined by a large web street。 It was； regrettably； the weakest point of Clan Xornbane's defenses。
〃Friend or foe？ Did you get a look at their House insignias？〃
The aide shrugged and said； 〃Not in this smoke。〃
Khorrl sighed。 He would have to send scouts out to reconnoiter the new troops。 He said as much to the aide； who saluted him and started to turn away。
〃Wait；〃 the captain said； and the aide stopped attentively。 'Get some boys up there…〃 Khorrl pointed toward the street one level above where they were currently positioned…〃I don't want another swarm of those damned dark elves dropping in on us like they did earlier。〃
〃Yes； sir；〃 the aide replied； and hurried off to execute his captain's mands。
Khorrl sighed again and turned to call for water。 From behind him there was a loud popping sound； a sound he knew too well… splintering stone。 He spun back around and peered through the gloom of smoke in the direction from which it had e。 All up and down the lines that protected the clan's position； the word was spreading； and it reached Khorrl quickly enough。 House Melarn was burning to oblivion； and it was about to go over。
Khorrl shook his head； knowing what was about to happen。 He hoped his aide was right and hoped that all his boys had gotten out of there。 He lamented the ones who couldn't； for whatever reason。
The popping started again； and grew louder and more steady。 He could feel the vibrations in the stone beneath his feet。 He almost wished he could see it； but in a way； he didn't。 It was going to be a deathtrap for anyone still inside。
The snapping； splintering sound of stone reached a crescendo； and there was one final explosion； a tremor that shook the entire street enough that Khorrl had to brace himself with his axe。 There was a jerk； and the rumbling ceased。 Khorrl knew the whole building had gone over the side； tumbling into the void。
A few seconds later； there was a horrendous crash from below。 House Melarn had struck something。 A heartbeat later； he felt the vibrations of the impact。 It was subtle； but for that sort of vibration to travel through a web street and into the walls of the huge cavern； and back along the other web streets； the initial impact must have been devastating。
It might take out several more streets； the duergar mused grimly。
〃Sir！〃
It was the aide again； rushing up to his captain； his look wide…eyed。
〃What is it？〃 Khorrl demanded； wondering what would so shake up the lad。
〃A spider！ A huge one； as big as a house！ It's ing this way！〃 Khorrl groaned； realizing just how much worse things had gotten。 He hated being right。
FIFTEEN
As he floated up and out of the collapsing building that had at one time been House Melarn； Phataun Mizzrym heard a cry of anguish below him。 Looking downward； he spied Halisstra； still emerging from the gaping opening that led into the ruin of her mother's chambers。 She was staring back down into the building。
For the rest of his days； the wizard wouldn't be sure what convinced him to do it； but sensing that someone was still inside； he made up his mind in the blink of an eye to cast a spell。 Yanking off his piwafwi and tossing it to Ryld； he uttered a quick arcane phrase and began transforming himself into a loathsome and wretched creature。 He had seen the horrid thing several times before and in fact had hunted them for sport a few times in his younger days。 As he dropped back down toward the crumbling building； which was beginning to break away from the last of its moorings and drop into the space below； he changed from the handsome drow elf with the winning smile to a winged woman with scaly hindquarters。 Though the form was repulsive； it did have one advantage over the wizard's natural shape： It could fly。 Pharaun hoped his harpy shape would be strong enough to lift whoever was still trapped inside。
Halisstra seemed about to drop back down into the cavernous room； which was tilted pletely on its side； but Pharaun grasped hold of her piwafwi and shoved her to the side。 She looked up at him； startled； and gave a quick shriek of surprise and horror； even as she stumbled back。 She fumbled for something tucked inside her own piwafwi； and the mage got the impression she had no clue it was him。 She was about to attack him。
〃Get up with the others！〃 he hissed； motioning with one of his clawed hands。 〃I'll go back。〃
He saw the flash of a dagger； and Halisstra relaxed the slightest bit； seeming to understand who the harpy really was。 He filed away for later the fact that she'd secreted a weapon on her person。
Halisstra nodded and pushed herself up from the edge of the hole even as Pharaun folded his wings to his side and stepped over the opening so that he could drop through。 Inside； he saw Danifae flailing madly atop a pile of rocks that had once been the ceiling； as the mound of rubble shifted beneath her。 At that point； House Melarn was truly falling； and the two of them with it。 He noticed that the rubble shifted and ground itself together as the building plummeted downward； grinding itself into oblivion。 It almost seemed to be draining out of a hole below her； like some great hourglass。 She was struggling to keep from getting sucked down with the stone； but her leg was wedged between two large blocks； and she could not gain a sufficient grip anywhere else in order to pull her limb