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A figure joined hilanced over ’Well?’

’The Barghast Elder Spirits have left Mallet,’ Quick Ben said ’The healer sleeps Can you feel them, Captain? The spirits? All the barriers have been shattered, the Old Ones have joined with their younger spirit kin The forgotten warren is forgotten no more’

’All very well,’ Paran muttered, ’but we’ve still a city to liberate What happens if Taur raises the standard of war and his rivals deny him?’

’They won’t They can’t Every shouldere, to the burgeoning They’ll feel that power, and know it for what it is More, the spirits will hast -- are trapped in Capustan The Founding Spirits are awake The time has come to free them’

The captain studied the wizard at his side for a moment, then asked, ’Did you know the Moranth were kin to the Barghast?’

’More or less Taur may not like it -- and the tribes will howl -- but if the spirits themselves have ehed I need to sleep But I can’t ’I’d better gather the Bridgeburners’

’Trotts’s new tribe,’ Quick Ben said, grinning

’Then why can I hear his snores?’

’He’s new to responsibility, Captain You’ll have to teach him’

Teach him what? How to live beneath the burden of coe myself I need only look into Whiskey jack’s face to understand that no-one can -- no-one who has a heart, anyway We learn to achieve but one thing: the ability to hide our thoughts, to s, to bury our huht, only shown

’Go rouse the bastard,’ Paran growled

’Yes, sir’

CHAPTER TWELVE

In the Mountain’s Heart she waited,