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Langdon’s back arched over the chasm.
“Ma’assalamah”
the Hassassin sneered. “Good-bye.”
With a merciless glarethe Hassassin gave a final shove. Langdon’s center of gravity
shiftedand his feet swung up off the floor. With only one hope of survivalLangdon
grabbed on to the railing as he went over. His left hand slippedbut his right hand held
on. He ended up hanging upside down by his legs and one hand . . . straining to hold on.
Looming over himthe Hassassin raised the bar overheadpreparing to bring it c
down. As the bar began to accelerateLangdon saw a vision. Perhaps it was the
imminence of death or simply blind fearbut in that momenthe sensed a sudden aura
surrounding the Hassassin. A glowing effulgence seemed to
him . . . like an incomin
Halfway
The iron b
himand La
himself up to see Vittoriaeyes flaringnow facing the Hassassin.
Vittoria waved a torch in front of herthe vengeance in her face resplendent in the flames.
How she had escapedLangdon did not know or care. He began scrambling back up
the banister.
The battle would be short. The Hassassin was a deadly match. Screaming with rag
killer lunged for her. She tried to dodgebut the man [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]yilai:
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