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beg for mercy,” it said.
“Good,” said Magrat, and fired.
That left one elf rolling in circles on the flagstones, clutching at its knee.
Magrat stepped daintily over the body of another elf, vanished into the armory for a moment, and came back with an axe.
The elf stopped moving, and focused all its attention on her.
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“Now,” said Magrat, conversationally, “I’m not going to lie to you about your chances, because you haven’t got any. I’m going to ask you some questions. But first of all, I’m going to get your attention.”
The elf was expecting it, and managed to roll aside as the axe splintered the stones.
“Miss?” said Shawn “It is like being buried in the earth,” hissed the elf. “No eyes, no ears, no mouth!”
“Chain-mail, then,” said Magrat.weakly, as Magrat raised the axe again.“Yes?”“Mum says they don’t feel pain, miss.”“No? But they can certainly be put to inconvenience.”Magrat lowered the axe.“Of course, there’s armor,” she said. “We could put this one in a suit of armor. How about it?”“No!”The elf tried to pull away across the floor.“Why not?” said Magrat. “Better than axes, yes?”“No!”“Why not?”
“No!”
“Where is the king? Where is everyone?”