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In
front
of
them
,
at
the
end
of
the
tunnel
,
a
straight
,
vertical
line
suddenly
flared
with
a
red
light
.
Growing
taller
and
wider
it
became
a
door
beyond
which
was
a
faint
glow
,
the
flickering
brightness
of
torches
stuck
in
iron
mounts
on
the
walls
.
A
black
figure
stood
framed
in
the
door
,
blurred
by
the
brightness
.
"
Who
comes
?
"
Ciri
heard
a
menacing
,
metallic
voice
which
sounded
like
a
dog
's
bark
.
"
Geralt
?
"
"
Yes
,
Eskel
.
It
's
me
.
"
"
Come
in
.
"
The
witcher
dismounted
,
took
Ciri
from
the
saddle
,
stood
her
on
the
ground
and
pressed
a
bundle
into
her
little
hands
which
she
grabbed
tightly
,
only
regretting
that
it
was
too
small
for
her
to
hide
behind
completely
.
"
Wait
here
with
Eskel
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
'll
take
Roach
to
the
stables
.
"
"
Come
into
the
light
,
laddie
,
"
growled
the
man
called
Eskel
.
"
Do
n't
lurk
in
the
dark
.
"
Ciri
looked
up
into
his
face
and
barely
restrained
her
frightened
scream
.
He
was
n't
human
.
Although
he
stood
on
two
legs
,
although
he
smelled
of
sweat
and
smoke
,
although
he
wore
ordinary
human
clothes
,
he
was
not
human
.
No
human
can
have
a
face
like
that
,
she
thought
.
"
Well
,
what
are
you
waiting
for
?
"
repeated
Eskel
.
She
did
n't
move
.
In
the
darkness
she
heard
the
clatter
of
Roach
's
horseshoes
grow
fainter
.
Something
soft
and
squeaking
ran
over
her
foot
.
She
jumped
.
