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Brys glanced down and saw that the shattered leg wassolid beneath the huge warrior’s weight

Sudden weakness rushed through him

‘Release my hand,’ the warrior said, ‘lest you die’

Nodding, Brys pulled his hand free, and staggered back

‘Will you live?’

‘I hope so,’ he gasped, his head spinning ‘Now, before I go, tell oodas I remain alive And beyond otten-’

‘We are ancient gods, mortal You risk-’

‘You have earned your peace, as far as I aainst the Tiste Edur – those who came before to chain one of your kin – you will be ready next tith, and hopefully it will be sufficient for you to resist’

The guardian straightened to its full height ‘It shall, otten’

‘The na-’

Words filled hisa brand in his memory He screarief, dreainable, of civilizations cru to ruins, then dust

Stories So many stories – ah, Errant-

‘Errant save us, what have you done ?’

Brys found hi on his back, beneath him a hard, enamelled floor He blinked open his eyes and saw Kuru Qan’s wizened face hovering over hi’s Champion said He felt incredibly weak, barely able to lift a hand to his face

‘You’ve scarcely a drop of blood left in you, Finadd Tell me all that happened’