| 148 With astounding speed the Morg strikes at you. Again and again it cuts and thrusts trying to breach your defences. But its speed is no match for your swordsmanship. Blocking all of its attacks you wear it down until, with a quick feint and thrust, you pin the Morg to the ground with your sword. Blood wells thickly from its heaving chest and with a single, final shudder it dies. Appalled by the speed and ferocity of its attack, you spend a short time cleaning your sword on some nearby tapestry before continuing northwards up the hall. Shortly you come to a wide junction.
| Increase your experience value by 1 and turn to section 93.
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