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desperately for a way into its head .. .
Something flashed past her vision.
A length of rope had caught the elfs neck, and went tight as something swished through the air. The creature stared in horror as a flatiron whirred a few feet away from its face and swung past its ear, winding around and around with increasing speed but a decreasing orbital radius until it connected heavily with the back of the elf’s head, lifting it off its feet and dropping it heavily on the turf.
Nanny Ogg appeared in Granny’s vision.
“Cor, it doesn’t half whiff, don’t it?” she said. “You can smell elves a mile off.”
Granny scrambled upright.
There was nothing “Hah! Her neck’d be favorite, then.”
Granny sat down with her chin on her knees. Her shoul-ders ached.
“Got to get me breath back,” she said.
Images swam in the forefront of her mind. Here it came but grass inside the circle. No snow, no elves.She turned to Diamanda. So did Nanny. The girl was lying unconscious.“Elf-shot,” said Granny.118LORDS ft/VQ iftQ/£6“Oh, bugger.”“The point’s still in there.”Nanny scratched her head.“I could probably get the point out, no problem,” she said, “but I don’t know about the poison ... we could tie a tourniquet around the affected part.”