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Through the grey uard, a knotted clu the fivesome of Humbrall Taur, Hetan, Cafal, Kruppe and Korlat on the road Beyond thehter They were about to fight their way clear of the squall, with Oponn’s luck in tilow before continuing on

He was pushing his four thousand soldiers too hard They were the finest he had ever coh the Malazan understood it, Caladan Brood’s sudden loss of faith had shaken Whiskeyjack, more than he would admit to anyone, even Korlat A fast iven the Seer pause -- seeing the arrival of legion upon legion would give any eneement with Dujek Exhausted or not, sometimes numbers alone proved sufficient intimidation The Pannion resources were li in battle beyond the city’s walls if it endangered his main ar soldiers wasa smile to the Seer’s lips Whiskeyjack would have to res Clan and Humbrall Taur’s elite clans of the White Face would hast support was less than two thousand

We threw ourselves into the sprint too soon, too far from our prey In our senseless haste, we’ve left fifty thousand White Face Barghast far behind This decisionold beyond his years, burdened by flaws born of a spirit uard

Water strearey hair plastered against it down the back and across the wide but gaunt shoulders Dull grey hel the pewter sky with milky indistinction He stood motionless, head lowered, at the base of a shallow basin, his horse waiting a dozen paces behind hiround through his great-hel, narrowed eyes Watching the flow of muddy water slashed by the frenzied rain, tiny rivulets, broader sweeps, a ceaseless flow through minute channels, over exposed stone, between the knotted roots of tufted grasses

The water wended southward

And here, in this basin, carrying oddly-coloured silts in racing streams, it flowed uphill

From dust to mud So you march with us after all No, understand, I a round, strode back to his horse

He rode along his own trail, and, with dusk gathering quickly beneath the leaden clouds and driving rain, came at last to the encamplow of lanterns was dull through patchy canvas The muddy aisles were croith Great Ravens, hunched andin before Caladan Brood’s command tent, Kallor dismounted and strode within

The outrider, Hurlochel, stood just within the flap, present as Brood’shim, Kallor raised his visor and stepped past

The warlord was uncharacteristically sluhs He had not bothered to clean the ely bestial eyes lifted, took in Kallor, then dropped once ree, Warlord’

That earned Brood’s sharpened attention ’You must have misunderstood ’

’I have not We should have joined Whiskeyjack The annihilation of Onearht please n’

’All very well, Kallor,’ Brood rumbled, ’but there is little we can do about it, now’

’This storm will pass, Warlord You can increase our pace co -- we can perhaps shave off a day I am here for another reason, however One that is, conveniently, related to our change of heart’

’Spit it out short and sweet, Kallor, or not at all’

’I would ride to join Whiskeyjack and Korlat’

’To what end? An apology?’

Kallor shrugged ’If that would help More directly, however, you seerate upon all of you, I have walked this land when the T’lan Imass were but children I have co I have spread the fire of my wrath across entire continents, and sat alone upon tall thrones Do you grasp the le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true">