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‘Wenow, Hull Onward, to Letheras, like a rushing river There will be rearguards to cut down Gates to shatter Streets and buildings to fight over And then, the palace And the king His guard – they’ll not lay down their weapons Even if the king coara Diskanar Letheras, Hull Beddict, will be ugly Not ugly the way of today, here, but in some orse, I would-’

‘Stop, slave Stop talking, else I kill you’

‘That threat does not bother me much, Hull Beddict’

They reached the rise Feather Witch and a half-dozen other slaves were a convulsions of so, Hull Beddict?’ Udinaas asked, releasing the ainst your foes? Those press-ganged Indebteds and the desperate fools who’d found dignity in a uniform The hated enemy’

Hull Beddict turned away ‘I must find the eo The rain of bones had ceased, finally, and now only dust co black smoke that would be visible from the walls of Letheras

The slave strode over to Feather Witch ‘Will Uruth live?’

She looked up, her eyes strangely flat ‘I think so’

‘That was Kurald Emurlahn, wasn’t it?’

‘Yes’

Udinaas turned away He studied the basin, thethe burnt bodies of their kin, a iron A bloodless battlefield Soletaken Jheck ranged the distant hillsides, hunting stragglers, but those who had not already fled were corpses or mere remnants of corpses A few score wraiths drifted here and there

He saw Rhulad, surrounded by warriors, ’s position The slave set off to intercept the eed, and Udinaas wanted to hear thee of the dry river gully The bodies of soldiers littered the other side all the way to the ridge of hills paralleling the course Fifteen hundred paces to their left, the lead ele There were signs that they had seen battle In the traditional ainst sword