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And then began the strangest game of cat and mouse you ever saw: you couldn’t tell who was the cat, and who was the mouse, Atlas, the necromancer, drove the hippogriff at Bradamante, pretending to attack her, now with a lance, now with a rapier, now with a mace, while Bradamante pretended to dodge; until she fell to the ground, pretending to be stunned. As she’d hoped, Atlas drove the obedient hippogriff to the ground. He dismounted and came to claim his victim; but Bradamante leapt up and bound him with his own unbreakable chain. She raised her victorious arm to cut off his head:
‘Die, evil necromancer,’ she said and pulled off his helmet. But what did she see? A doleful face, wrinkles, silver hair.
‘You’re old,’ she said. ‘I don’t kill old people.’
‘Old maybe, but not that evil,’ replied the necromancer.
‘It’s not for myself I want to cheat death. Love was it that moved me to rescue that gentle knight, my foster son, Ruggiero, to save him from the evil influence of his fixed stars. That’s why I keep him in this castle, surrounded by fine company, every wish that heart can feel and lips can utter. Leave me Ruggiero and you may have the rest.’
Bradamante did not agree to this. She forced the chained Atlas to show her the magic flasks smoking with a hidden fire, under the castle threshold. She smashed them, and the steel walls of the castle dissolved to insubstantial air, leaving Ruggiero and the other prisoners running around in confusion. Atlas, too, disappeared, like a minnow through the gaps in the fisherman’s net.
Ruggiero and Bradamante’s eyes met once more: and at that moment both of them knew they couldn’t escape their fate.
But then a shout from the escaped prisoners: they were trying to catch the hippogriff. They joined the chase: the magical creature landed just within Ruggiero’s reach. He grabbed her reins: she wouldn’t budge: he couldn’t resist this marvellous prize so he threw himself onto her back. The hippogriff, trotted a few steps, reared up on her hind legs and leapt into the air. Ruggiero couldn’t help it: he was carried away from all the responsibilities of love, completely against his will of course. and all Bradamante could do was watch him go.
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