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Still, he knew them, and they were his brothers

Mortal souls of Raraku Raraku, the land that had bound theether Bound them all, as was now clear, beyond even death

Fiddler was unht, upon seeing the three le embrace

The horses clae Where their riders reined the seas churning below A moment later a squat four-eyed demon scrabbled onto the summit to join thes to their horses-Heboric could adues since the night past And the beasts seeh he hi but

‘What has happened?’ Scillara wondered aloud

Heboric could only shake his head

‘More io now? I don’t think I can sit in the saddle er-’

‘I kno you feel, lass We should find soht all three around

A scrawny, black-skinned old ed atop the mule ‘Welcome!’ he shrieked-a shriek because, even as he spoke, he toppled to one side and thumped hard onto the stony trail ‘Help lanced at the to who moved first

‘ Food! ’

The old ain ‘Get away from me! I have news to tell! All of you! Is L’oric dead? No! My shado everything! You are s loose! You, lass No, you, the other lass! Both of you! Beautiful wohs! I can’t wait! Do they see the avid lust in my eyes? Of course not, I’ure-’

Cutter stood in the tower’s upper out of the loneBhok’arala chittered behind hi, mournful sounds

He’d woken alone

And had known, instantly, that she was gone And there would be no trail for him to follow

Iskaral Pust had conjured up a ora there was, hly alone, then, for most of this day

Until now

‘There are countless paths awaiting you’

Cutter sighed ‘Hello, Cotillion I ondering if you’d show up… again’

‘Again?’