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Trull heard its squeal of pain

Flickeringdown the blood-soaked slope, theaway

Other de the re from their relentless path

Another wave of sorcery, this ti colu as it swept crossways on the killing field, plunging into the advancing ranks of wraiths They h the’s warriors, scything a path through the press

The Merude chief’s son counter-attacked, another surge of grey, tu bones A rampart to the east vanished in a thunderous detonation, but hundreds of Edur lay dead or dying on the field

Deafened, half-blinded by dust and smoke, Trull and his warriors reached the slope, scrambled upward and came to the first trench

Before thenizable flesh, split bones and spilled organs, strips of leather and pieces of armour The air was thick with the stench of ruptured bowels and burntdown into war clear sheathed in blood and bile

Ahead, a raging battle Wraiths swar the Letherii closing on the wide spaces round the theer, twice i

And then he and his company closed with the eneh the dust, the screa his prince’s name But Quillas was nowhere to be seen Nor was Janall Only oneattack after attack on some distant enemy A company of heavy infantry hadbeneath an onslaught of Tiste Edur

The Finadd, blood draining from his ears after the concussion of the wave of bones, still held his sword, the Letherii steel obliterating the occasional wraith that ventured near He saw one Edur warrior, the spear a blur in his hands, leading a dozen or so of his kin ever closer to the surviving e

But Moroch was too far away, toobodies between theh the last of the defenders and lunged at theher entire, the spear-shaft bowing as he flung her spas body to one side The iron point of the spear broke free in a streaanhis way to the south slope of the ra the mounts closer For the prince The queen

Soround shook beneath hi on sliroin Pain lanced through hiround rising in front of hi, his pelvis, up the length of his spine Still swearing, he began dragging himself forward, his sword lost so fro pressure, the air roiling and screa of all noise, the outrageous cacophony of grunts as a thousand men died all at once A sound that Moroch Nevath would never forget What had the bastards unleashed?

The Letherii were broken, fleeing down the south slope of the raed them down Tiste Edur hacked at their backs and heads as they pursued Trull Sengar clae point To the east, on the two berms that he could see, the enemy were shattered Jheck, veered into silver-backed wolves, had poured up froside a horde of wraiths to assault what had survived of the Letherii defences Mage-fire had ceased

In the opposite direction, B’nagga had led his own beasts south, skirting the foremost rampart, to attack the reserve positions on the west side of the city There had been enemy cavalry there, and the horses had been driven to panic by the huge wolves rushing into theirthe Letherii into a chaotic retreat that gathered up and carried with it the southern in B’nagga’s wake

Trull swung to face north And saw his brother standing alone above a body, on the far side of the killing field

The K’risnan

‘Trull’

He turned ‘Ahlrada Ahn You are wounded’