By Philip Athans
Bhaal is dead!But his disciples are looking to convey him again. The blood of the god of homicide runs via his childrens, and undesirable blood draws undesirable people.Shadow thieves, vampires, ninjas, and rockworms run rampant at the Sword Coast within the action-packed novelization of the Baldur's Gate II laptop video game from BioWare and interaction.
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Abdel hopped once, then again, and the coordinator's brow furrowed. The sellsword leaped high into the air about midway to where the coordinator was standing. The strange man let out a single barking laugh and came running at Abdel, obviously intending to meet him somewhere in the middle. Abdel hit the bottom of Jaheira's iron maiden hard enough to make it swing. Jaheira bumped into the cold iron bars with bruising force, and Abdel hung on with his left hand, letting the sword come to rest in his right.
A look of concern was made plain on the coordinator's face, and Abdel took heart. The man's lips parted, and he must have only said one short, simple word, and he was just gone. "Behind—" Imoen shouted. Abdel spun so fast he almost took off his own head. He let the blade decelerate just enough so he could see better, and there was the coordinator standing at the opposite end of the big room, little more than an outline in the wavering torchlight. " In the space of time it took to blink, Abdel looked up at Jaheira, back at the coordinator— who was just standing there—and made a decision.
Abdel struck again, and this time there was something different about the way the broadsword bounced off the barrier. Abdel was sure the blade came just a little closer to the coordinator. Their eyes met for just the briefest moment, and the coordinator actually winked at him, a wicked, mischievous twinkle in his eye. This made Abdel angry. He growled again—it made him feel better—and stepped in closer to the coordinator. He slashed at the barrier at the coordinator's waist level, and the blade came a good three inches closer to actually cutting the man.