Disclaimer: the following is from the diary of Drizzt Do' Urden, one of the many things I do not own. This is Drizzt's view on the events in the previous chapter.

It amazes me to no end how one human child can triumph over the evils threatening her very world. Forever will I remember the sacrifice she gave to a world I will never know.

When I followed the vile Spider Queen Lloth into that realm, I appeared in a small bedroom. I can only assume that it was hers. I left the house via the bedroom window, and was at a loss as to where my quarry had gone. The sounds of battle drew me to the end of a broad, paved path lined with human dwellings, the like of which I have never before seen.

I climbed the fence surrounding the square pool, and saw the struggle underwater only in the infrared spectrum. When they erupted from the water, I could only gape at the girl's courage as she stared her doom in the eye and did not falter.

My own battle with that vile deity fared far worse. I did little to injure the Spider Queen, and was trapped beneath her within moments. Despite all of my battle training, my years as a champion fighter, she bested me with barely an effort. Were it not for the girl, I would certainly be dead now, tortured for an eternity at the hand of Lloth.

Once the girl had rendered her enemy helpless, she lost the last of her strength. She died an honorable death for the salvation of her race. Whether she knew the greatness of her deed or not, she died a heroine in battle. Never will I forget the look upon her face as death claimed her: righteous, triumphant, and perfectly at peace.

May your spirit sleep soundly, brave Lene.