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His shriek escalated Then Ka over his twitching, burned body

A figure slowly eed from where the Talon had kicked the acorn moments earlier, and crouched down beside Kamist Reloe ‘It’s disloyalty that bothers us the e ‘We always answer it Always have Alill’

Kala-knife, eyes on the closed flaps on the chah there,’ he said, then paused and grinned ‘Good to see you, Quick’

Quick Ben glanced over and nodded

The wizard was, Kala older Worn down Scars not written on his skin, but on his heart He will, I suspect, have nothing good to tell me when all this is done‘Did you,’ he asked Quick Ben, ‘have anything to do with the diversion?’

‘No Nor did Hood, although the hoary bastard’s arrived This is all Raraku’

‘So Kamist said, not that I understand either of you’

‘I’ll explain later, friend,’ Quick Ben said, rising He faced the back flap ‘He has that witch Henaras with him, I think She’s behind some fierce wards that Kamist Reloe raised’

Kalarowled, unsheathing his otataral long-knife

The room immediately beyond was small, dominated by a map table, on which was sprawled the corpse of Henaras Blood was still flowing in strealanced back at Quick Ben and raised his brows

The wizard shook his head

The assassin gingerly approached, and his eyes caught so silver-white on the woman’s chest

A pearl

‘Seems the way is clear,’ Kalam whispered

Another flap slashed the wall opposite

Using the points of his knives, Kalah-backed chair filled the next chamber, on which was seated Korbolo Dorey, and his hands shook where they rested on the chair’s ornate arht, jittery with fear ‘I sent an emissary to the Adjunct An invitation I aslayers’

Kalarunted ‘If you think we’ve co, Korbolo’