〃We'll end up where we meant to go；〃 Pharaun said。
His own voice sounded strange in his ears； as if he hadn't spoken in ages。
Tell them to hold on again； Aliisza said。 They won't need to； but it'll reassure them。
〃Hold on；〃 the wizard repeated。 〃Hold onto something； and hold on tight or you'll be tossed overboard and lost in the limitless expanse of the Astral Plane for all eternity； set adrift for all time to e； never to be seen or heard from again。〃
Aliisza giggled； quietly in his ear； her breath tickling him。
They made straight for the whirlpool； and when the tip of the bow hit the trailing end of the disturbance； all Hell broke loose。
Literally。
Pharaun couldn't help but scream as the ship was whirled so madly around that his head snapped back and forth。 His hands threatened to e away from the deck。 Something hit him in the back of the head。 Aliisza squeezed him； then let go； then squeezed him again。 Pain flared in his legs and side； and he didn't know precisely why。 The others were making noises as well： screaming； growling； calling out questions he couldn't understand； much less answer。
〃This is it；〃 Aliisza shouted into his ear。 He still couldn't see her。 〃This is what you came for。 This is where you're going。 You brought yourself here； but now it's time for the Abyss to decide if you live to walk its burning expanse。 The Abyss will decide if you get what you want。〃
〃What？〃 Pharaun asked。 〃What do you mean？〃
〃The Abyss decides； Pharaun；〃 the alu…demon said； her arms slipping away from him； 〃not you。〃
〃We're almost there；〃 the wizard said。 〃I feel it。 It'll let us in。〃
Not me； Aliisza whispered into his mind。 I leave you here。
〃Why？〃 he asked； then thought to her； e with me。
The alu…demon giggled then was gone； and Pharaun screamed again。
Until the roaring of the whirlpool dropped to nothing and his own screaming rattled his eardrums。
The ship stopped spinning but continued to fall； accelerating down and down while Pharaun struggled to regain control。 Aliisza was gone； and the subtle help she provided； the extra consciousness at the helm； was gone with her。 He tried to think of some spell to cast； but his mind； tied to the ship that was damaged in ways he was only dimly aware of； wouldn't form the list of spells。
The sky had gone red； and there was a sun； but it was huge and dull。 The heat was stifling； and Pharaun had trouble drawing a deep breath。 Sweat poured from him； stinging his eyes and soaking his forearms。
〃Pharaun；〃 Quenthel screamed； her voice shrill and reedy； 〃do something！〃
Pharaun formed a number of replies as they continued to dive； faster and faster downward； but he didn't bother with any of them。
〃Do something？〃 he repeated。
The wizard started to laugh； but the laugh turned into a scream when the ship rolled over upside down。
Below them was a level plain that went on and on forever in all directions with no horizon。 Tinted red by the dull sun； the sand shimmered with heat。 Scattered all over were deep black holes…thousand of them 。 。 。 millions of them。
He knew where they were。 He had heard it described。
They had e to the Abyss。 To the Plain of Infinite Portals。
They were falling and falling and screaming and screaming until they hit the ground。
The ship of chaos shattered into a thousand shards of bone and sinew； the human…skin sail ripping to shreds。 The sound was a wild cacophony of snapping and booming and tearing and cracking。 The four drow and the draegloth aboard the ship were sent spinning into the air； rolling and tumbling to a stop on the burning sand。
Chapter Twenty…two
It was raining souls。
All around Pharaun； one after another； transparent wraiths dropped from the burning sky onto the blasted sand of the Plain of Infinite Portals。 He could pick out representatives of a thousand different races。 Some he recognized； and some he didn't。 There was everything from the lowliest kobold to enormous giants； humans by the hundreds； and no shortage of duergar。 Pharaun could only hope that the latter were ing straight from the siege of Menzoberranzan。
Someone stepped close to him； and the Master of Sorcere turned to look。 It was then that he realized he was lying on his back on the unfortably hot sand looking up。 The wispy shade of a departed soul passed by him。 The newly dead orc looked down but didn't seem to see Pharaun。 Maybe the creature didn't care。 It was headed to some porcine hell to serve its grunting god or demon prince； probably as a light supper。 So what if it passed a sleeping dark elf along the way？
Pharaun blinked； expecting the passing orc to at least kick sand in his face； but the thing's feet were as insubstantial as they looked； and it made no sign of its passing on the dead ground。 The Master of Sorcere slowly rose to a sitting position under painful protest from a dozen muscles； at least three of which he hadn't realized he possessed。
Taking a deep breath； he looked around。
The wreckage of the ship of chaos seemed oddly suited to their surroundings。 Jagged fingers of bleached…white bone stood up like a more substantial line of souls against the red sky。 The parts of the ship that had been alive with blood and breath sat shriveled and gray on the unforgiving sand。
Jeggred stood slouched in the center of the wrecked ship； his wild mane of white hair blowing madly in the hot wind。 The draegloth stared at Pharaun expectantly。 He looked even more battered and bruised； and he was bleeding again from a number of small wounds。
Danifae stepped out from behind the enormous half…demon。 She held a long shard of broken bone and was dusty and disheveled but otherwise looked no worse for wear。 The battle…captive looked down at the bone fragment she carried then absently tossed it to the ground where it clattered to a stop amid a myriad of shards like it。 Danifae followed Jeggred's eyes to Pharaun。
The sound of a sigh startled the mage； and he spun； still sitting； to see Valas crouched next to him。 He hadn't seen or heard the scout approach。
〃Are you injured？〃 the mercenary asked him。
The scout's voice rose and fell on the wind； sounding distant though it came from only the few inches between his lips to Pharaun's ear。
〃No；〃 Pharaun answered； hearing his own voice echo in the same way。 〃I'm quite fine； actually。 Thank you for asking； Master Hune。〃
〃I'm no one's master；〃 Valas replied； not looking the mage in the eye。
He stood and began to wander slowly back in the direction of the debris field。
Pharaun asked of all three of them； 〃Has anyone seen Quenthel？〃
〃I will thank you；〃 Quenthel said from behind him； 〃to refer to me as 'Mistress。' 〃
Pharaun didn't bother to turn。 Quenthel walked past him； looking all around； apparently not giving the mage a second thought。
〃My apologies； Mistress；〃 he said。 〃I will extend Ma 。 。 。 Valas's question to the rest of you。 Are you all all right？〃
Quenthel； Danifae； and Jeggred variously shrugged； nodded； or ignored him； and Pharaun decided that was good enough。
〃Frankly；〃 Pharaun added； 〃I'm utterly shocked we survived that crash。 That was impressive； even by my standards。 What an entrance。〃
The others only sneered at him； except Valas； who shrugged and began to shift though the wreckage。
〃Yes； quite an entrance； but I'm getting worried about our exit；〃 Danifae said。 〃How do you plan to get us back？〃
Pharaun opened his mouth to speak then clamped his teeth shut。
He didn't say anything to Danifae but assumed his silence was explanation enough。 Pharaun had no idea how they were going to get back to their home plane； home world； and home city without the ship of chaos。
〃Lolth；〃 Quenthel said； 〃will provide。〃
No one looked at the high priestess or mented on how little faith was evident in her voice。
Danifae scanned around her and up into the air as the phantasms continued to drop from the sky； only to form columns then pitch themselves headlong into one of the endless array of black； puckered pi