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Suddenly
,
Langdon
felt
the
wall
behind
him
disappear
.
There
was
a
rush
of
cool
air
,
and
he
staggered
backward
into
the
night
.
The
balcony
!
He
now
realized
what
the
Hassassin
had
in
mind
.
Langdon
immediately
sensed
the
precipice
behind
him
—
a
hundred
-
foot
drop
to
the
courtyard
below
.
He
had
seen
it
on
his
way
in
.
The
Hassassin
wasted
no
time
.
With
a
violent
surge
,
he
lunged
.
The
spear
sliced
toward
Langdon
’
s
midsection
.
Langdon
skidded
back
,
and
the
point
came
up
short
,
catching
only
his
shirt
.
Again
the
point
came
at
him
.
Langdon
slid
farther
back
,
feeling
the
banister
right
behind
him
.
Certain
the
next
jab
would
kill
him
,
Langdon
attempted
the
absurd
.
Spinning
to
one
side
,
he
reached
out
and
grabbed
the
shaft
,
sending
a
jolt
of
pain
through
his
palm
.
Langdon
held
on
.
The
Hassassin
seemed
unfazed
.
They
strained
for
a
moment
against
one
another
,
face
to
face
,
the
Hassassin
’
s
breath
fetid
in
Langdon
’
s
nostrils
.
The
bar
began
to
slip
.
The
Hassassin
was
too
strong
.
In
a
final
act
of
desperation
,
Langdon
stretched
out
his
leg
,
dangerously
off
balance
as
he
tried
to
ram
his
foot
down
on
the
Hassassin
’
s
injured
toe
.
But
the
man
was
a
professional
and
adjusted
to
protect
his
weakness
.
Langdon
had
just
played
his
final
card
.
And
he
knew
he
had
lost
the
hand
.
The
Hassassin
’
s
arms
exploded
upward
,
driving
Langdon
back
against
the
railing
.
Langdon
sensed
nothing
but
empty
space
behind
him
as
the
railing
hit
just
beneath
his
buttocks
.
The
Hassassin
held
the
bar
crosswise
and
drove
it
into
Langdon
’
s
chest
.
Langdon
’
s
back
arched
over
the
chasm
.
"
Ma
’
assalamah
,
"
the
Hassassin
sneered
.
"
Good
-
bye
.
"
With
a
merciless
glare
,
the
Hassassin
gave
a
final
shove
.
Langdon
’
s
center
of
gravity
shifted
,
and
his
feet
swung
up
off
the
floor
.
With
only
one
hope
of
survival
,
Langdon
grabbed
on
to
the
railing
as
he
went
over
.
His
left
hand
slipped
,
but
his
right
hand
held
on
.
He
ended
up
hanging
upside
down
by
his
legs
and
one
hand
…
straining
to
hold
on
.
Looming
over
him
,
the
Hassassin
raised
the
bar
overhead
,
preparing
to
bring
it
crashing
down
.
As
the
bar
began
to
accelerate
,
Langdon
saw
a
vision
.
Perhaps
it
was
the
imminence
of
death
or
simply
blind
fear
,
but
in
that
moment
,
he
sensed
a
sudden
aura
surrounding
the
Hassassin
.
A
glowing
effulgence
seemed
to
swell
out
of
nothing
behind
him
…
like
an
incoming
fireball
.
Halfway
through
his
swing
,
the
Hassassin
dropped
the
bar
and
screamed
in
agony
.
