P13b Teletext 13B Apr 2 17:46:18           ‖‖÷‖       ■■■■■       ■■■■■       ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■  You take up your stance, ready to fight Fatilla to the death. You bring your trusty sword up to parry his club... And it snaps in two at his blow, leaving you with just the hilt. "Tut, tut", says Treguard. "Never trust to swords picked up by the wayside. You never know where they've come from" BLANGE! Fatilla's club comes down on your head and everything goes dark.... Next