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Theback to reveal her tusks ’Gone’

’Where?’

’Beyond your reach, Bonecaster’

Pran Chole’s frown deepened ’These are our lands There is no place here that is beyond our reach Have you slain thehut cocked her head, studied the Imass ’I had always believed you were united in your hatred for our kind I had always believed that such concepts as compassion and mercy were alien to your natures’

The Bonecaster stared at the woaze dropped away, past her, and scanned the soft clay ground ’An Imass has been here,’ he said ’A woman The Bonecaster-’ the one I could not find in my spiritwalk The one who chose not to be found ’What has she done?’

’She has explored this land,’ the Jaghut replied ’She has found a gate far to the south It is Olad,’ Pran Chole said, ’1 alad I aestured Heavy spears flashed past the Bonecaster Six long, fluted heads of flint punched through the skin covering the Jaghut’s chest She staggered, then folded to the ground in a clatter of shafts

Thus ended the thirty-third Jaghut War

Pran Chole whirled ’We’ve no time for a pyre WeTol stepped forward as his warriors went to retrieve their weapons The Clan Leader’s eyes narrowed on the Bonecaster ’What distresses you?’

’A renegade Bonecaster has taken the children’

’South?’

’To Morn’

The Clan Leader’s brows knitted

’The renegade would save this woade believes the Rent to be Omtose Phellack’

Pran Chole watched the blood leave Cannig Tol’s face ’Go to Morn, Bonecaster,’ the Clan Leader whispered ’We are not cruel Go now’

Pran Chole bowed The Tellann warren engulfed him

The faintest release of her power sent the two Jaghut children upward, into the gate’swail for her ures vanished within