"Psst, quickly, over here", hissed a voice from the right.
Falon's eyes flitted from the advancing manticii to this dark whispering shape. Behind, he could see the opening of what appeared to be a tiny cave. Making his choice, he snatched up the gargoyle and dove for the proffered refuge. A tiny door slammed shut behind as he pitched head first down a small flight of stairs.
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Nordom, cousin to Davros